I'm feeling very tired and it seems my limbs couldn't stay still anymore. My lips were dried up and my step wasn't steady. I continue towards my room with my shattered heart. Who would have believe Cyrus will take care and love me till the end. Even though his wolf was tormenting him due to my presence, he still linger on, still wanted to protect me. Cyrus shouldn't have done that ? I feel guilty and undeserving.
I don't think I would survive the agony if my wolf failed to be on good terms with me. The pain isn't different from silver driven deep into one's heart but still Cyrus linger on, he even invited me to his pack where he could protect me. That mate of mine never seize to surprise me. One time he would be cruel as the devil himself and the next time, he would be tender like the mo
