Winter’s POV

How dare he use me in that state?

How dare he leave?

I wrapped my arms around myself, trembling. I felt small. Weak. Angry enough to burn the whole damn pack to the ground if I could.

And for the first time since I came here, I couldn’t even pretend I didn’t hate him with everything in me.

I didn’t even want to be in this room anymore.

The mattress still carried the scent of those nights, the walls felt too close, and every corner held a memory I wanted to claw out of my ...