(Alys’s POV)
“...I already love the beast!”
She wanted to bite her tongue as soon as the words came out. Why!? Why, why, why, why did she have to say that!? As if this forced conversation isn’t humiliating enough, let’s add a declaration of undying, martyred love to the mix of things he’s going to say no to!
‘Damn!’ She thought, closing her eyes in frustration. ‘And I have been doing so well, acting calm and mature despite the tempest inside me. Five words and I ruined Solace’s hard work to save our face!’
Her wolf says nothing, but she can feel the spirit beast’s quiet exasperation for the blunder of a lifetime as she stares at her human in incredulity before rolling her eyes. Alys can imagine her saying something like: Wow. Thanks a lot. Next time, why don’t we just get a silver dag
