When the moon came full, Rhydric lost everything that made him human.
He'd tried. God, he'd tried...tried to suppress it, to meditate, to chain himself to the walls of his basement. But it never worked. His wolf was too wild, too raw. It was as if every ounce of rage his parents had buried inside themselves had been born into him.
He'd destroyed rooms. Broken bones.
He'd hurt himself more times than he could count.
And through it all, he'd kept one secret buried deep none of his pack could ever know.
They saw him as the youngest Alpha in history. Strong. Calm. Unshakable.
But if they saw him lose control… if they saw what really happened on nights like this…
They'd never follow him again.
Only Ian knew.
Ian, his oldest friend. A healer. The only one who had seen him break and still stood by him afterward.
