Elena’s POV
“We need to marry first. We must suffer together.”
Looking up at him, I watch his eyes fade to brown as he sighs. I feel as if I have failed him, but it is true, the werewolf rule is to wait.
Instead, I stay calm and kiss his nose.
He lays beside me and drops off to sleep as if nothing was wrong.
I awake alone. The warm spot where King Harvey slept is cold as I blindly reach for him. I didn’t expect to feel so safe in his arms.
Not to mentioned loved…
It is our last day here, have I done something wrong? I was as polite as I could be and helped him calm down from a bloodthirsty rage. I have done good.
Is he mad at me?
No, he was very kind last night. He seems happy to be with me.
I know I am happy to be with him.
Rolling over on my back I sigh, wondering what to do
