Chapter 103: It hurts

It Hurts Leander My Wolf’s thoughts were a jumbled mess… Worthless Unwanted Unlovable Some vital component had disconnected inside his head the moment Hycinth had left us. His self-hatred radiated through our bond, cutting me to the bone. The marrow of his being was bleeding, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to staunch the flow. Not that I had enough strength of my own to even try to keep us both together. His agony was mine, and mine was his. Dazed and confused, he ran. No goal in mind, no destination. He just knew he had to run because standing in one place hurt too damn much. Through the forest, careening around trees, paws barely touching the fleshy earth beneath his feet, an ominous silence played in the air around us, a distinct lack of birds calling and squirrels chattering. Even the hum of insects was absent. All creatures, substantial and insignificant, somehow recognized the devastating imbalance of the feral predator flying through their midst and wisely kept themsel