Hazel
I am still shaking from the adrenaline and my heart hurts from what he said to me. If it wasn’t for wolf, I truly think I would have given into him or worse I would have allowed things to escalade and let him put his hands on me. I’m timid, I don’t like confrontation. Wolf’s prescence was exactly what I needed to give me the strength that I needed.
When we were arguing though, it made sense to me. He never cared, he never tried, and he hid so much from me. I don’t think I can handle finding it all out. I think this little bit that I do know is enough.
What I can’t seem to figure out though, is why Wolf stepped in. Why did he take me home? Why did he speak to me the way he did? He claimed me, not physically but emotionally and mentally. Wolf claimed my heart, he claimed my soul.
