Avery's POV:
Raine's agonized cries echoed through the cottage, leaving the room unbearably tense.
A fated mate's rejection tore at the soul with enough force to drive even the strongest werewolf mad.
Raine rolled across the stone floor in agony.
His fingers clawed into the hard stone until his nails split one by one and blood spread beneath his hands.
Yet he clenched his teeth and kept his bloodshot golden eyes fixed on me. Even in agony, he held himself back, as if afraid of frightening the child in my womb.
"Punish me... Avery. I deserve this."
Every breath came with pain that seemed to rip through his organs.
He forced himself upright and sank to his knees at my feet, looking less like a king than a great wolf cast out by its pack.
"Get out of Shadowwood Forest," I said coldly
