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I didn’t go after him. Why not? I don’t know.

With the coach releasing me, he told me to stay out of trouble at least until the interview airs. He said it in a way that made it sound like it would be hard for me. I didn’t know what to think about that. Luckily, there were other things on my mind. Mostly it was Kendall and what I had let slip through my fingers.

The closer I got to my room, the more agitated my wolf got and the more rage I felt towards myself. I was such an incredible fuckup. Everything about my life was a shit show, probably because I was the mistake who never should have been born.

By the time I had made it back to my place, I was ready to explode. I tried to think of something that would calm me, but the one person who centered me was the reason I was so furious. Fighting not to shift and kill everyone around me, I grabbed my heavy wooden bed frame and flipped it. It slammed into the wall with a crash.

Nothing I owned was safe after that. Anything I had that could break, I smashed against the wall. Anything that could tear, I tore apart. The place was a mess with torn paper and shattered glass when I ran out of stuff. That was when I looked across the room and marched towards Titus’s side.

It was at that moment that the door unlocked and Titus stepped in. He scanned the room in shock. Seeing how out of control I was, he rushed to me.

That was when my wolf reacted. In a flash, I shifted. Locked behind my wolf’s eyes, I watched as he lunged. I thought he was going for the open door, but he instead went after Titus.

Before Titus could stop him, my wolf’s jaws were around his throat. The only thing that saved him was Titus shifting. In the confusion, my wolf let him go. But in moments I tasted Titus’s blood again.

Tearing at him, shaking him wildly, Titus’s wolf yelped in pain. It was madness. I was out of control. And the only thing that stopped me was when Titus’s wolf fell lifeless. That was when my wolf released him and slowly backed away.

Staring at the body, I froze. What had I done? He wasn’t moving. Had I finally killed somebody? Was this the moment I had always been afraid would happen? It had to be.

With him still limp, my wolf rushed to the open door and escaped. I could smell people in the hallway but my wolf wasn’t focused on that. I knew where it was taking me. It was out of the building to my truck. It wasn’t until I was in front of it that he released control and shifted back.

Naked, I collected the spare keys I hid behind the wheel for situations like this. Getting in, I threw on the clothes I kept in the back seat.

I needed to get as far away as I could. Maybe I would drive to the lake I ran to as a kid and this time cross it. Maybe I would drive into it and bring my miserable life to an end.

I wasn’t meant to be here. I wasn’t meant to be alive. And the only question now was if I would have the courage to put an end to the mistake my mother had made so long ago.

Chapter 11

Kendall

I ran out of the media room leaving Nero behind. I couldn’t believe he had said that. Had I meant nothing to him? I thought I had. Didn’t he say he loved me?

I could only hold back my tears until I was outside running back to campus. With no one around, I bawled. I had been such a fool. I was an idiot to think that someone like him could love me. And it was a mistake to give someone like him a chance.

Whether it was because they were football players or wolf shifters, it didn’t matter. They were all the same. Perhaps Nero had found a different way to hurt me. But, in every way, this was worse. At least I had my protective barrier around me in high school. Nero had gotten me to bare my heart. With it exposed, he had reached in and ripped it from my chest.

As the thoughts overwhelmed me, I slowed looking for a place to collect myself. Looking around, I realized where I was. This was where Nero and I had escaped to after I panicked realizing who I had been assigned.

I found the bench we had chosen and sat down. The tears didn’t stop. With my elbow on my knees, I cried into my hands. I had tried to push my feelings for him aside and be a professional, but how could he be so cruel? Didn’t he have a heart? Hadn’t he cared about me at all?

“Kendall, are you okay?”

It took a second for the words to register. Someone was standing in front of me. They were in arm’s reach and the voice sounded familiar. It took me a moment to place it, but when I did, terror tore through me like a fireball. Evan Carter.

I looked up finding the vision from my nightmares staring back at me naked. This was it. He was going to kill me for what Nero did to him. I needed to get away.

“Leave me alone!” I said jumping up and backing off.

“No, wait. I’m not here to hurt you. I just wanna talk,” he said holding up his hands.

“Sure you are. Just like in high school. What are you gonna do this time, turn into a wolf and kill me?”

“Jesus, no! Fuck! Why would you say that?”

“Why would I say that?” I asked shocked. “You’re standing in front of me naked.”

“I heard you crying. I didn’t think. I just shifted and ran to you.”