Ch. 33 Atonement

Saoirse's POV:

I feel someone looking at me. Their eyes burned into my skin. Imprinting themselves on each part of my features. My witch sisters see my uneasiness. One look at them, and I know they're on alert, too. Elda reads my thoughts. Someone is here, but we're not in danger. My heartbeat races. I know who's looking at me. I know that feeling. I asked them to leave me alone. When they left, I trained my eyes into the dark forest. I see his eyes. They're the most beautiful golden eyes. 'Storm.' I said, unable to believe it. He's here in wolf form. He starts to walk toward me. I wanted to do the same, but my legs failed me, and I dropped to my knees.

He's next to me in seconds. Storm is huge. He towers over me. He lays on the floor, and I almost climb on top of him, embracing him, intertwining my arms around his neck and sobbing like a baby. Storm whimpers as I bury my face on his neck. I carresed his fur, it's so soft. His closeness gives me comfort. I cried for a long time. Hi