EVELYN
There I was, covered in my sweat and dirt. But standing before me is Cole. One whom I thought was dead, someone that I thought I killed more than twenty years ago. His presence before me brought enough comfort and peace that I haven't felt in years. Not until my wolf whispered to me.
“You know you can't trust him? What if he's here to get his revenge on you for almost killing him and leaving him for dead?”
My wolf protested. I didn't see it in that light too.
“Why didn't he even come sooner if he wasn't plotting a long revenge plan against you?”
My wolf continued probing. It looks like a sensible question. What is his motive here? I'd rather ask him indirectly.
“How did you survive? You were going to die. You were already crossing to eternity when I left you.”
I asked him as
