Winston, you are my sky; you are my clouds; you are my soft river; you are my melodious howling beast.I long for his presence, want his touch, and remember him in a way that ignites my mind, body, and soul. He is my cure, a source of sunshine, joy, and hope. Each time I fall in love with him, it's tougher than the one before.Each time, the sensation becomes deeper, more complete, and more alluring.Everything I could do to keep Winston safe, I would.I never assume he needs to beg for my affection; Winston never has and he never will. I have more love coming out of me the more I give it to him.Sounds insane, huh?I keep falling in love with him, and if there was ever a single event that tied my soul to this world of reality, it was that one.I understood that he serves as the clan's protector and that all of his brutal or vicious deeds are motivated solely by his love for the Lycans. How could I not respect that? How could I not fall in love with everything he is?When I first mee
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