Chapter 94

MAGNAR’S POV I shifted the moment she disappeared from my sight, my claws digging into the earth as I ran into the forest. The moment my paws hit the ground, I pushed harder, running faster, trying to drown out the storm raging inside me. I didn’t stop. Not when the trees blurred past me. Not when my lungs burned with exertion. I ran in circles, covering every inch of the pack lands again and again. But no matter how hard I ran, no matter how much distance I tried to put between myself and that suffocating feeling inside my chest, it didn’t leave me. I could still feel her. Valeria. Her defiance. Her anger. The way she looked at me as if I meant absolutely nothing to her. Like I was nobody. My wolf snarled in protest, his rage burning through my veins. Why? Why does she keep doing this? She was supposed to be beneath me. Weak. Dependent. Someone I could dismiss and forget. But she wasn’t. She was stronger now. Fiercer. Untouchable. And I hated it. The sun was rising, casting a soft gol