Ethan's POV
The restless energy in my wolf had reached a boiling point, its agitation clawing at me with every passing moment. It was no longer just a growl in the back of my mind, it was a roar. And he demanded action; he demanded Olivia.
You’re waiting too long, he snarled, pacing within me like a caged animal. She’s slipping through our paws.
I tried to shove the thought aside as I walked the perimeter of the Pack grounds, the cool air doing nothing to soothe the fire burning inside me.
The truth was my wolf wasn’t wrong. The bond between Olivia and me remained incomplete, a frayed thread barely tethered, and every day it wasn’t secured felt like another fray toward losing her.
But what if I chose wrong? What if forcing the bond only pushed her further away?
I clenched my fists,
