D A M O N
I watched her sleep for a long time, just looking at the rise and fall of her chest. The lines of tension that had been etched around her eyes for the past few days had finally smoothed out. She looked peaceful. And for that, I was grateful.
I wished she could see herself through my lens and see how strong she was, stronger than she gives herself credit for. She has overcome things that would have broken a lesser wolf. My love and respect for her grew with each passing day.
I never thought another woman could take Sera’s place in my life, but Kiara didn't take it. She made her own. She has effortlessly carved a space for herself in my heart, a space I didn't even know was empty until she filled it.
After confirming that she was truly asleep, I carefully slipped out of the bed
