*Briella*
The clash of fists and fur had ceased, leaving only a ringing silence in their wake. I stood motionless at Kryzen's side as I watched Drius retreat in defeat. He emerged from my home, beaten and bruised, with only a small bag of belongings.
I stepped forward intending to apologize and ask him to please understand. Drius clenched his jaw, a mixture of pain and regret flickering across his hazel eyes. He faced the forest and paused, his back still turned to us. Without a glance back, he shifted into his wolf form before disappearing into the night.
My eyes followed his retreating form, watching my best friend walk away from me. It felt like a physical pain in my chest as if my heart was being ripped out. This was a person I considered family, and now they were leaving me behind
