Rhyson
The sounds of her pain ripped through me, and my wolf came charging out as I burst through the door. Magic surrounded her and the witches, and she was on her back, arching upward, screaming like they were torturing her. Without a second thought, I slammed through the magic, and the whole coven rattled.
“f**k. Duke!” Janelle screamed, and Nyx’s screams stopped. That didn’t stop me from breaking through the witches and hunching over her body, growling.
“Rhyson, she knew there might be pain,” Irene said in a calm voice. “We are trying to help her.”
Her voice barely penetrated, and I realized in that split second that my wolf was in control.
Fucking hell, my wolf never took full control. I yanked hard on my bond with him, and he snarled.
At me.
“Rhyson?” Nyx asked in a weak voice
