Chapter 39.

Tayron's POV

Yesterday was a great night, and today is a perfect morning.

I looked at Lavanya, who was still asleep next to me. She is beautiful and adorable.

I touched her closed eyes. Those gorgeous silver eyes that used to fear me are now filled with love for me.

I touched her pink lips, small and dense. The sweet taste of her lips always makes me addicted. I didn't want to end our kiss unless I was out of breath and scared that Lavanya might pass out from a lack of oxygen in her brain.

We were under the covers with naked bodies. I kissed her cheek. Her face was so peaceful, like someone who had never known pain and had no idea that this world was so cruel.

I wish Lavanya didn't know all those feelings, but in fact, she and her wolf have been fighting alone for two years; they are surviving with that bastard there. She is a strong woman.

She doesn't hold any hatred against anyone, but I'll always blame myself for not discovering her sooner.

I deserve to be blamed. My mate does not