Aiden’s POV

I can feel the process of losing my shit every fucking minute.

My wolf howls and cries inside me and I kept controlling my mind in order to stop joining him. Though I’m dying. Inside, I’m burning with a heat that is not from a haze but with immediate immobilization and death.

‘Get my mate baaack!!!’

‘Shut up! Shut the fuck up!’

‘I’ll kill that old man, I’ll kill anyone who’ll get in our way. Get her back!’

We could. That’s possible. I’m not scared of ...