ELSA'S POV
I left the pack house in a hurry and rushed down to the house, which was a little far from the pack house. I was in a hurry to meet him. I knew we needed to talk, and I knew I needed to apologize. I hope he doesn't decide to leave me. With these thoughts in mind, I ran towards the house. But my confidence faltered the closer I got to the house.
I got to the house and just stopped at the door. The adrenaline was all gone. The fear of the unknown gripped me, making me unable to move another inch.
What if he doesn't want to see me? What if he now hates me? I don't think I can bear to see his face when he says those words to me.
My legs began to move on their own. I took one step back, then two, then three, and then four, and I turned back to run away, all my confidence drain
