Micah’s POV

I shifted into my wolf form, the sound of bones shifting and clothes ripping. Growling, I glared at the man across from me. They were a wolf that was about the same age as me. My claws dug into the ground, my black fur shining underneath the sun. I tensed a little and then launched myself forward.

My thoughts did shift to Robin. I hoped she was okay and wasn’t angry at me for the way I left. It wasn’t fair of me to do that. Leaving and having Victor be the one to pick things up if everything went to shit was something I was going to...