Solomon shifted into his wolf form. He stood at the edge of the woods. Layla desperately wanted to shift and run off with him. But she stood with her feet firmly planted on the grass. She watched him slowly make his way into the woods. She stood there till she could no longer hear the snapping of twigs under his feet.

She sadly turned towards the hall and made her way back into the crowd. She had never seen her pack get this belligerent as they currently were. There was a small ...