Derek
*Derek*
I clenched my fist when I noticed Daniel hold on to the wood firmly. I closed my eyes and waited for the first strike but even after a few minutes he did nothing.
“Daniel, what are you waiting for?” I opened my eyes.
“Derek I am sorry but I can't do it,” he replied. He threw the wood away. “I get that we are werewolves but I am your personal assistant and I am not meant to raise a rod on you. If we must do this then you have to find another way,” he replied and then entered the car quickly shutting the door.
I shut my eyes for a brief moment. This should not have been happening if only I had intervened that night. If only I had walked out from behind those bushes my mate Isabella would have still been alive.
I can tell them that I did it because I was trying not to brea
