TRISTAN
Before I noticed it, two weeks had flown by in the blink of an eye after the compromise I had made with my former mate. We hung out a few more times since then, although never on official dates, as she insisted. Our hours alone weren’t as romantic as I craved them to be, but they were more than I could ask for. At least I got to spend time with her.
However, I would be lying if I said it was getting easier to ignore the effects of the red thread of fate that bound my soul to Zahra’s. In fact, fighting it was becoming harder every time I saw her. It crushed me having to stay away from her in the beginning, but with my wolf still weak, the only urges I had to keep in check were my own. Now that Cypress was back at full strength, I also had to control the ravenous beast constantly p
