Penelope's POV
I cry and wrangle to push Dexton away.
'No Dexton, please no.'
'Don't do this. Please.'
'Dexton.'
'Dexton.'
I keep pleading to him in mind link but he is being a stubborn. With full force I push him back. He falls backward. I breathed hard as I look at his lost wolf.
He looks at me with pain, disbelief. I look at his eyes which are changing colours.
Dexton looks at me before he is gone.
Fear grips my heart when I look around frantically to not find any trace of Dexton. I can hear loud howls but he is gone.
He is gone just like that and on top of that, I know that he is in pain. I know that he didn't mean to force himself on me; if he wanted to mark me forcefully then he could have done it a long time ago, when he got so many chances but he didn't.
Today Devil mus
