Final Goodbyes

{Callan’s P.O.V.}

“UNHAND MY DAUGHTER!” Silas shouts at the top of his lungs, his face flushing a deep, mottled purple with outrage.

He lunges forward, his fists clenched, but the man staring back at him is no longer Callan. Obsidian takes the reins, pushing my human consciousness aside. My massive, ancient wolf looks down at the pathetic former Alpha with chilling, absolute disdain. A dark, dua