Chapter 41
Her eyes were as mysterious as the night, and each and every bit of starlight that flickered in them ought to effortlessly tug at my heartstrings.
Her moves, frowns, and smiles stuffed her eyes with extra transferring emotions than fireworks.
This black opal waslike a treasure the Hale Goddess had given me. It dispelled the fog and comforted my lover’s heart.
After returning to the pack, I in my view polished and embedded this raw stone into a necklace, making it into a pendant. Then, I secretly lengthened the silver chain so the pendant could hold over Catherine ’s chest.
My Hale appreciated this gem very much. Her features were even more transferring than the gem.
My heart felt like it used to be soaking in 38°C honey water, progressively melting.
I felt like I used to
