Maximus:
"No!" I had been running around the mountains since forever. My nose was bleeding, and my eyes wouldn't stop shedding tears.
"All she had to do was tell me I was mistaking her pheromones for the mate bond—" I let out a howl, sitting on my knees and feeling the agonizing pain of transition. But I didn't want to transform. Norman was headed my way, so I had to stop the transition. He rushed over and knelt down before me, with Emmet coming into view.
"She freaking lied to me," I let out a cry, feeling like a miserable and helpless person—the feeling I never wanted to have.
I was a freaking powerful werewolf. Why the hell was I crying for a woman? But it wasn't just any random woman. It was Helanie.
"Hey, it's okay. It happens. Breakups—" Before Norman could start lecturing me, I turned my attention to Emmet.
"Gave her a pendant to ask for help whenever she needs it, huh? What about your own brothers?" I wasn't asking Emmet not to take care of her.
