Wyatt stared at his friend, his gaze and resolve unwavering. It felt like his last words still echoed through the trashed room.
There were dark circles around the man's eyes and it was evident that he was fighting sleep. He looked like he could pass out any moment and yet… he didn't, drawing on every ounce of energy he could to keep himself awake.
"Why would I do such a thing?" Liam hissed.
"Two reasons, Liam…" Wyatt shook his head, "To wake me up… I can't sleep… No, he'll take over if I do. The second one… To weaken me even more… if I happen to lose myself."
Liam stared at the man's leg and thought for a moment about actually doing it. It was harder said than done. Breaking someone's leg wasn't hard for any werewolf really.
Bones were strong and hard but without any resistance, it was only a matter of how strong the werewolf was. And Liam was strong enough to snap someone's bone albeit with a little bit of effort…
I feel like this title was aimed more at me... Damn, this chapter was hard... These two had quite the bit of baggage...
Anywho, I hope you loved it.
Love y'all!