I always wanted if I would ever feel this feeling again since I don't have a wolf anymore but it didn't go away.
The warmth of his presence and the tingles in my stomach when he says my name.
"Why did you leave" he snapped. The hate in his eyes cut deeper than any knife. It was clear: he despised me.
it's easy to torture yourself and your heart because the only thing I could think about was the fact that he came after me which means that he must care.
"You're different," I said, looking into his hard and cold eyes. I don't know what he's been through, but I know it must have been hell because his brother wanted him dead.
"Was this all an attempt to get my attention?" His words were like a blow on the gut.
I don't know what I could have possibly done that indicated that I needed atten
