Chapter # 53

Before me was a black wolf to whom I could talk to, before me was a werewolf, before me was the so-called fantasy made up shit I tend to reject.

Before me… was a reality hidden from me.

Swallowing hard, I gradually relaxed when he was brushing his head against my stomach, so tranquilized and soothed while I was burning from inside.

And to clear all my doubts. I called him.

“Denzel…?”

‘... Yes,’

I could definitely recognize this voice and without a doubt, this crimson-eyed feral wolf was Denzel who came to save me.

He gradually pulled away.

I gulped and tentatively placed my hand on him, running my fingers through his warm fur.

My heart skipped a beat, an unwanted sensation rushed in me.

It was too much for me to register but the fact he was a werewolf was confirmed.

“Jake was right… Oh my God! You are a werewolf!”

Crawling back, I held my dress, losing my breaths after wiping my tears. To imagine it was not a dark thought but the truth.

To imagine he was a werewolf and I… his soulma