Tim lay in the grass, his wolf howling in agony within him. His heart felt shattered, the pieces scattered by the weight of Dana's revelation. The continuous rejection now made a cruel sense, and all he wanted was to unleash his fury on anything in his path. His mind teetered on the edge of feral rage, but a command from Azriel stopped him in his tracks.
He turned to see Thunder, Azriel's imposing wolf, towering over him. The dominance exuded by Thunder left Tim no choice but to submit. He lay down, feeling the cold earth beneath him, a stark contrast to the burning pain in his chest. Thunder settled beside him in silence.
After some time, Azriel's voice pierced through the haze of Tim's mind via the mind link. "What happened, Tim?"
There was a hesitant pause before Tim's dam of emotion
