ALPHA KONAN’S POV

The air was crisp and clean, tinged with moisture from the late afternoon rain. My paws sank slightly into the earth, the leaves crunching beneath me. The familiar feeling, which usually grounded me and connected me with nature, wasn’t working today.

 

Nothing felt right.

 

I pushed myself harder, forcing my legs to move faster. But no matter how much I tried to outrun it, she was there, in every step, in every breath I took. Her memories from breakfast clung to me, following me through the day. They wouldn’t leave.

 

Elyan, my wolf, snarled in frustration. His thoughts tangled with mine, making it hard to focus. He...