67. Raven was … She was Raven.
A bird of prey.
Strong.
Self-willed.
Vulnerable.
Selfless.
Strong.
Oh, I already said that but… she was strong.
And she was bringing out the best out of me.
Resilient.
Determined.
Strong willed.
Trusting.
Hard worker.
A fighter.
Confident and many more.
I could exhaust all the adjectives there are in any language and I would still not have touched even an iota of who she was.
She was the woman I wanted because I knew that she would make me better.
Heck! She already had. The reason why I hadn't gone on a rampage around the world for what happened to my family was because I didn't want to make her afraid of me.
I decided to become merciful, opposite of what I am supposed to be as a Lycan, all because of her.
Mama once told me to hold tight
