All Alexander could do was close his eyes and succumbed to the darkness.
He no longer had any fight in him. No one needed him anymore. There was nobody to turn to.
Because of what the shadow did to him, he had no pack to go to, his body was once again under the premise of a stud, and the only person who he thought could understand him, see through the being’s guise had left him, leaving him defeated and possessed.
Worthless was all he could say to himself, though within that realm of oblivion inside his soul, he could still feel that wrenching pain that kept throbbing in his chest.
He expected Rory would realize it, notice the change in him, discover that it was not him that was doing all those things. But it seems he, too, got duped into believing that he did it all.
“No one truly ca
