Marcus POV

I sat alone in my room, the silence echoing in my mind. Every breath I took seemed heavy with doubt, each beat of my heart thumping against the weight of my thoughts. Did I make the right choice? Sending Zyra back to her pack, a pack that abuses and mistreats her?

Memories of Zyra's hurt and pain haunted me, flickering like a broken reel of film. She had stumbled into my life, battered and broken, seeking refuge from a world that had dealt her nothing but cruelty. In that moment, I ...