Chapter 316: Terrified Astrid's POV

Her growl deepens as I push back. She feels me, senses the shift, and her fury erupts like a storm.

She turns inward, roaring, her claws tearing at our shared mind as she tries to maintain control. The pain is blinding, but I don't stop. I won't stop.

I push harder, clawing my way to the surface, forcing myself to the forefront of our shared body.

The wolf thrashes, her rage palpable, and I feel her claws scrape against our own flesh, desperate to hold onto her dominance.

'Let me out!' she howls, her voice feral, raw, 'I will kill them!'

'No!' I scream back, pushing harder, feeling her anger tear through me like fire. 'I won't let you harm them.'

She fights, thrashing in her fury, but I can't let her win. I can't let her hurt Ryker. I won't let you!

The battle rages inside, my wolf roaring and clawing, but I feel her weakening.

I fight with every ounce of strength I have left, shoving against her dominance, inch by inch.

My body jerks violently, and I know Killian sees it - he can see the wolf tearing herself apart, trying to reclaim control.

His gaze flicks between me and Ryker, realization dawning on him as he sees the danger.

Without hesitation, Killian moves, rushing to Ryker's side, placing himself between us.

His body, battered and bleeding, shields our son from me - from the danger I've become. 'Please, stop! I beg you!'

The wolf roars, thrashing inside our mind, but I push harder, clawing through the pain. The wolf lets out a guttural snarl, our body shaking from the force of the internal struggle.

Her claws dig into the earth, her muscles spasming as I fight to reclaim control.

Finally, with a desperate shove, I push her back just enough to take control.

and I'm staring at them - Killian

stand together, Ryker's small hand clutching his father's leg as he peers out at me with wide,

My heart shatters.

voice still lingers, a dark whisper at the back of my mind, promising

'Kill them.'

but I hold on, forcing

heart breaking for what I almost did

full of fear and innocence.

can't risk losing

thought, I turn

as I can, putting as much distance between

my wolf's furious roars echoing in my mind as she

once more.

stop. Not until they're safe. Not until

leaving behind the two people I had to protect, knowing it's the only

until the ground beneath me blurs into

step. My paws start

I stumble, my body crashing to the ground, the impact sending shockwaves

me.

tortured sound that rips from my

trembles, wracked with spasms as my wolf

to keep hold.

teeth as the shift begins, my bones cracking and reshaping, each change more painful than

in fury, unwilling to release her

scream, my voice mingling with her enraged howls as my body convulses on the ground. Shifting could be torturously slow and painful when the

mind, trying to reclaim control as my form slowly shifts back and forth, the

her win. I won't

at the earth, fingers digging into the dirt as the fur recedes, as bones realign with sharp, jagged cracks that

more agonizing than

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