N SH
ross borders united to attack weaker packs. Moreover, the pack had usef
ce we spoke after dinner. It seemed like she intentionally chose
said I wasn't going to give her
ive her. It was better if she knew w
e silence. Dark oak panels swallow the light. The curtains stay d
t for my Luna, who is also
because I barely do. There is too much on my plate, and the burden of the pack rests heavily on my shoulder
ine. Order. If there's chaos in
less I
is the only place I stay in to cle
knock on my door.
that voice fro
e, my
plied, pouring mysel
warm brown eyes. Sophie had always been
ron," she
I raised a gl
," she wav
hanging sleeves that trail like whispers. A jeweled belt wrapped low around the waist. Her brow
ry little yet had the ability t
oon pack and didn't even bother to inform me. Here
be as kind to you as you are alread
gged her name. "Is she b
eauty, but that is not what I went there for, Sophie," I to
t I'm really trying to say is that I know it is clear between us that we can never be lovers or share
discuss the subject matter
dead, she's
," I shut her o
her fingers massaging her temple. "You're a good man.
seeing her reaction to me and the marriage. Immediately I thought of you, the issue of affection she wasted no second in making sure that she agreed with me, and I believe her. If we could stay perfectly good friends for four years, Sophie. I do not doubt Deva
think she's good as well," Sophie pursed her lips, replying. "I'll be
I'll take all the blame. You cannot always seek for me to find happiness while forgetting that you yours
find yours. For now, it will be
n. "Thank you for checking in on me. It is quite late. I believ
ith it. Do not worry. I know you're not pushing me away; you j
Sophie. Sw
," she said, shuttin
s strange. I couldn't help but shake the feeling that we had met somewhere before, even though I was p
*
e your h
pupils dilating as though
*
ay she did. You stare at me the way she did. You have dark hair,
my dreams to haunt and torture me for my sins. For the wrongs I had no intention of committ
ries of someone who was dear to me, or should I blame you
was going to remind me of her, I knew I would have