VLADIMIR
I watched Svetlana as she walked slowly to leave. My fingers brushed slightly against the wall, and I gulped down a painful swallow.
My lycan clawed at my insides, begging me to stop. But I couldn’t. Even though the sight broke me, it was the best thing I could do…
For Svetlana.
She needed to leave. I needed to make sure she was. I stood there staring from the tower, my eyes fixed on her petite figure that was reluctant to move.
“You’re not doing this, are you?”
I gritted my teeth after my lycan asked. Svetlana walked out of the pack house, oblivious that I had my eyes on her. Her belongings were neatly folded and was being placed inside the carriage.
She turned sideways, her eyes staring briefly at her environment. I didn’t move. And my mind slowly drifted back to Nikola
