I couldn’t look past the desperation in Lorenzo’s eyes.
It was heartbreaking and caused my muscles to clench and tremble. At that very same moment, he reminded me of a younger version of who he used to be. When the two of us were merely teenagers with our whole lives ahead of us. Young. Innocent. Untouched by the dangers that were constantly surrounding us.
He looked run down, exhausted, and slightly scared. The man managed to successfully take down a pack of rogue wolves, single-handedly. Yet the mere thought of me wanting to head back to my own rooms and away from him was treated like a crime.
“Lorenzo...”
Every nerve and impulse inside of me was screaming for me to rush back to his side and stay there. What happened during the hunt, frightened me beyond belief. However...there was a
