Callum's POV
Something inside me snapped.
Or maybe… it wasn't me.
Maybe it was him.
My wolf.
The moment her silence stretched…
The moment she stepped back from me…
The moment she whispered, "I love Nathan"…
My wolf went insane.
A savage, animal desperation exploded through my chest.
Mate. Pup. Ours.
His howl roared inside my skull, clawing, ripping, pushing to the surface so violently I staggered forward, gripping the table for balance.
"Callum?"
Her voice wavered.
"Are you okay?"
No.
I wasn't.
My vision blurred.
My ears rang.
My breath came out in low, trembling growls.
She took another step back.
"Callum…?"
I could hear her heart pounding.
I could hear the tiny flutter of the pup inside her.
I could smell her fear… her confusion… her heartbreak.
And it drove my wolf mad.
Before I could stop him,
My wolf pushed forward. Hard.
My eyes burned.
My canines lengthened.
My muscles tightened so fast it hurt.
