Theo’s pov
I blankly stared at him for a while, wondering if I heard him right. He couldn’t have told me that his wolf had died, right? With my eyebrows knitted together in a frown, I shook my head and leaned in so I could hear him better. I must have heard him wrong. How could a wolf die like that?
“What did you say? I don’t think I heard you right,” I said, carefully watching his demeanour. His laughter was forced. There was no joy in it, but his face sported the same smile he usually had. However, his smile didn’t reach his eyes.
“I think you heard it right the first time. My wolf is dead. He is gone, and now I am like a human.”
I felt as though someone had poured icy water on my chest. That was tough. I couldn’t even imagine a life without Lykus. It would be like losing part of my
