A Broken Wolf

{Ryk’s P.O.V.}

Callan turns his broad back and walks down the grand staircase, taking my entire world with him. His parting words hang in the tense air, twisting a jagged, rusty blade deep into my chest. *Macy was never yours.* He leaves, and my legs give out beneath me. My knees slam hard against the wooden floorboards of the fourth-floor hallway, sending a sharp jolt through my bones. I stare a