As Azriel sat in his car, parked outside Elora's cottage, a sense of unease settled over him. Despite his best efforts to convince her to spend the night with him, she had chosen to depart, leaving him alone with his turbulent thoughts. Thunder, his wolf, growled restlessly within him, urging him to pursue her, to bring her back and claim her as their own.
A pang of disappointment washed over him as he realized that Lora had not extended an invitation for him to join her inside. He had hoped that their connection, their undeniable bond, would compel her to invite him in, but maybe her lack of a wolf might dampen the intensity of her instincts and reactions.
Frustration simmered beneath the surface as Azriel grappled with conflicting emotions. On one hand, he longed to honor Lora's wishes
