Elena’s POV
“No! Why would I kill you?”
“Elena,” King Harvey begins sternly. “You and I are not the same species. Learn it for me, and any other werewolf.”
Now is not the time.
I cut him off by taking his face in my hands and kissing him deeply. I have no idea where this courage comes from, but the roses fall to the floor in our kiss, and he takes another greedily.
“I do not want to hurt you, King Harvey. Do you understand? I trust you not to hurt me.” I whisper.
“I am not the only werewolf on this planet, Elena.” King Harvey replies seriously. “I will protect you with my life, but I may not be available, not that I would not run when you need me.”
“I feel very welcomed by you, King Harvey, so thank you, but I will not hurt you.”
King Harvey sighs. “I want you to protect yourself,
