Elora felt everything moving too fast around her, like a tornado. She knew that this was the next step, but to actually do it terrified her. Plus, that her heart was split in two. She wanted to be with Azriel, but at the same time, leaving Mary behind felt like a betrayal.
“I want to move in the pack with Asher, but…” she said in a confused voice.
Azriel frowned his eyebrows, not expecting this reaction, “What is holding you back? Is the pack? I told you that there is nothing to worry about as I will deal with them.”
Elora's breath caught in her throat, her heart aching with longing and uncertainty. "It is not the pack. But what about Mary?" Her voice cracked with guilt, memories of their shared past flooding her mind. "She's been with us through everything... She's like family. I feel
