EVANGELINE.
He knotted me.
We were both so caught up last night that neither of us realised until we had come down from our high, both far too consumed by the other's confession… but when we had realised, it wasn’t I who had held fear in their eyes. It was him.
“I’m sorry… f**k, those words aren’t going to make this all ok… I never should have lost control…” The regret in them, the fear that something will happen to me, I heard the violent thudding of his heart.
His words replay in my mind, the memory of how worried he had been, and I had been adamant for him not to regret even a minute of the precious moments we had shared.
I smile softly.
Somehow, I knew I could take it. Maybe when I was just Evangeline, the useless wolf-less omega, I feared that it would cost me my life… but I kne
