Tyrone’s POV
My feet carried me to a place I didn’t recognize, a realm cloaked in shadow, as though the pack’s darkest corner had swallowed me whole. The world around me was silent, save for the crunch of snow beneath my boots.
Snowflakes drifted from the heavens, landing softly on my shoulders, a cold embrace I didn’t resist. I didn’t know why I had come here, why I let the freezing air bite at my skin and seep into my bones. All I knew was that I needed this—needed the numbness to drown out everything else.
I wanted to feel cold, truly cold, as if the snow could seep into the deepest part of me and freeze the chaos swirling inside. Maybe if I let the chill claim me, it could kill all the burning thoughts and emotions that had festered for too long.
I wasn’t looking for warmth or co
