MI
id it go
d me after entering inside my private study. I approach
ier. He's my second-in-command
he has to be here," I say.
to reel into the whole frustration I had to go thr
t let her do that, right?" Xavier a
mate after years of waiting and you
sn't want to
She has no choi
has that look, it's clear that he do
She's not going to like it. You're only causing more
for when she agreed to be my Luna. She knew that one day I was goi
you're pursuing. If the human girl says she wants nothing to do with you
a wolf and that means she can't experi
re's nothing you ca
thi
ething. "And what do yo
it makes her turn to one of us," I tell him, clearl
. There's a ninety percent chance tha
ce that she won't. I'm willing
proval. "This isn't right.
er to arrive at the right option. This is my wrong
I am. I tend to take stupid risks sometimes
not like us. And even if you turn her, she still won't be like us. We already have a Luna
ing for a bit. He was right a
I?" I
flashes me a weird look. "What
the questio
mie
ien
en Ru
o you... to the
I was getting to which is why
nating presence for him to feel. It wa
one likes it or not. The human girl will be here and this is where she wil
him to. So after my speech of putting hi
that she finds comfort in her
*
LE
ht. I had a nightmare that k
h bigger wolf that turned out to be Damien. The nightmare made me quest
The thought of those nails clawing into my flesh and ripping my heart out o
. I have already deduced that he's not a human, at least that's what I t
ar and I have to admit that it was real. But knowing that whatever he d
n't even go well down my throat. I simply forced myself be
the sight of a man much different than anyone that has ever come in here. He's not the one who g
me. "Damien sent me to you. I'll be something like a help for the time
eems to be as built. He has brown curly hair in contrast to Damien
His butler?" I have to ask, trying
ause I'm Damien's second-in-command. So others address
these weird terms before your names? Does
h positions aro
rms associated with symbols in the Gree
'who'. What are you?" My voice is a bit low when I ask the last q
n't tell yo
so. It sounds like he has a huge burden resting on
g he will say something. I don't want
out," he pauses to gauge my expression which hasn't left him one bit sinc
e, he announces, "Wolves... that's
head before I knew it. What in
om the look of things you're