Chapter 31: Recovery

Iram's POV

I had a very long dream.

Inside that dream, I was walking endlessly at the coast. Sand started to tickle my feet. It was the warmest thing I ever encountered.

I was beaming but didn't know the reason. I just wandered and enjoyed seeing the waves hit the shore. It was ethereal.

I admit that it was my long dream to journey by sea. To relish the waves and the breeze. I also longed for this kind of peace. A peace hoping that I would never hear cries and loud shootouts.

This was how I looked at the earth when I was still a pup. My mother would take me to the sea and admire the breeze. She taught me to build castles and never cry when the time comes they would take back the castle's strength and destroy it in one blow. She taught me many things, including love.

But ever since she was gone, I became misguided. I was raised by the former Alpha King to be precise and cold. He told me that love did not exist and mates are all chain reactions to how the Moon Goddess created werewolves