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20. Claiming the Enemy
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2022-04-01 12:48:25Paul - His villa
Thump! Thump! My heart beating is the only thing I hear as I stare at Laura. As she closes her eyes in acceptance of her fate, a tear falls, crawling down her cheek. Unfortunately, it can’t wash away what she is and what she has done.
Ion Corvin's voice fades in the distance. His comments will not change anything. While he was the Alpha of the Muntenia pack, my father was particularly concerned about wolves dying from an unknown strain of rabies. During my rule, I had to put down two of my own. If Laura is responsible for these deaths, most of my kind will want her dead. Oh, la naiba! I should wish her dead as well.
I’m mad, yes, but at myself. She looks so small, standing there and awaiting her fate. All my instincts shout at me to wrap my arms around her and hold her close. I want to m
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