Celina pov.
When I felt uneasy, I instinctively moved back.
But on second thought, I didn't have to be afraid of him at all.
I took a few deep breaths and said, "Hey, Wilson, how are you?"
The reason for this opening was just being polite.
As long as there is no problem with the eyes, you can see that Wilson is not well, his whole body looks very bad.
His face was pale, not as healthy as before; his beard had gained some length and looked disheveled, supposedly from lack of tidying.
The most noticeable thing was the bottle of wine on one side.
These bottles, I noticed when I entered the door.
And the pained expression on Wilson's face.
I remember Sera once told me that when a werewolf loses mate, it's like the soul and body are torn apart, and that feeling is like dying at any mo
