Callum followed me.
My wolf listened to his slower and unsteady footsteps behind me.
I pumped my legs faster and farther than I thought I could, than I ever had. I had never been a runner, but I refused to stop and refused to let Callum catch up to me. I feared that I would lose control again and kill him.
What was worse … I didn’t think that I could go back to face him.
My wolf f*****g hurt him. I allowed her to bite him, to rip his flesh from his body, to almost kill him. How could I ever forgive myself for something as f****d up as that? How could I ever face Callum again?
I allowed her Thiago made me into my worst nightmare.
Callum Lee, my professor and the strongest man I had met, wouldn’t forgive me for this.
A mate who wanted to kill him and hurt his pack was not a great mate
