Damon Pov
The moment I stepped into the woods, I felt my wolf clawing to break free. The anger burned through me like wildfire, my mind consumed with thoughts of rejection, betrayal, and the mate bond I refused to acknowledge.
Talia is a Lycan.
The words echoed in my head, taunting me, mocking me.
I had sworn to rid the world of rogues, to protect my pack at all costs. And now? The Moon Goddess had bound me to a creature that should not exist.
With a sharp growl, I let the shift take over, my bones snapping and reforming until my wolf stood in my place. My sharp claws dug into the damp earth as I exhaled a deep breath, trying to release some of my frustration.
I took off into the woods, my paws pounding against the ground, the cool night air doing little to calm me. I ran blindly, t
