Theo’s POV
I walked straight up to one of the suitcases Noah had brought from New York and ripped the zipper open.
"What are you doing?!" Noah shouted, trying to step forward, but my guards held him back.
I didn't answer as I dug my large hands through the clothes until I found a tiny, soft pink sweater and a small yellow scarf.
I stood up and pressed the soft fabric right against my face. I closed my eyes and took a long, deep breath.
Their fresh strawberries, and pure, innocent childhood scents hit my nose and senses and I turned around and walked out.
As soon as l got out I let my wolf take over. I didn't care about my expensive clothes. In a matter of seconds, my bones reshaped themselves and I fell onto four paws.
I let out a loud, thundering roar that shook the snow from the
