47. Control

Callista.

“MY MATE!”

Theon, or more specifically, Theon’s wolf roars. I know the difference between the man and wolf already because the Alpha King’s eyes remain amber, signaling that his wolf is controlling his body. The wolf looks around with anger in his eyes, as well as defiance, both against the human as well as the other wolves.

“Touch my mate and die!”

And then he screams, guttural and seemingly painful, his eyes flashing back into their natural darkness.

It’s bizarre to watch him simply switch personalities.

“No,” He strains, gritting his teeth, his veins popping, “Give me back control!”

Theon clutches at his head with a keen noise as if he is physically fighting against control, and it’s all we can do to stand and watch.

Because how are you supposed to intervene between a man and his wolf? They share the same head!

Concern and worry take over the terror I’d felt before. I’ve never seen a wolf struggle for control like this. His eyes flashed from dark brown to amber in a worry