Kylian stormed out of the clinic, his vision blurred with rage and pain.
The door slammed behind him so hard it shook the frame. He didn’t stop to speak to the healer or the guards who looked at him with wide eyes. He couldn’t. His chest felt like it was being crushed. Every breath hurt.
Chase’s mate.
Rachel was Chase’s true mate.
The words echoed in his head like thunder as he burst through the back doors of the mansion and into the open grounds. His wolf was howling inside him, desperate to break free. The pain was too much. The betrayal. The guilt. The confusion.
He didn’t even make it to the tree line before he shifted.
Bones cracked and reshaped in an instant. Black fur rippled over his skin as his massive wolf form exploded outward. A deep, anguished howl tore from his throat,
