Grayson’sPOV

'Control,' Arthur snarls. 'Don't shift. Don't let them see—'

I force my wolf back. Force my breathing to steady. Force myself to stay human-looking despite the rage and confusion tearing through me.

"Lynn, please—"

"Stay away from me." She steps back. "Stay away from my children. Stay away from my life."

She turns and walks away.

Doesn't run. Doesn't look back.

Just walks down the ...