LARKIN’S POV
“I'm sorry, Emily," I whispered as her motionless body lay in my arms. I had no choice but to insert my claw into her to manipulate her memory after she saw me as a werewolf. This way, I could erase her memory of this day, preventing her from remembering my secret form.
A piece of me was now inside Emily’s body. As soon as she awoke, I would be able to sense her emotions, whether she was sad, happy, or in danger. Even if I wounded her, it was unlikely that she would become infected because I had human blood in me, and the effect wouldn't be strong enough to turn her into a werewolf. She would certainly develop a fever and become weak for several days as a result. My heart ached for her because she would have to go through all of this, but there was nothing I could do to chan
