“They won’t. I’ll trust your judgement. I promise. Madi, I can’t live without you.” He said, slowly moving a little closer to me.
“I don’t want to spend my whole life checking up on you. Checking your phone and emails for some b***h getting in touch with you. Besides, you get calls all the time from female pack members. I don’t know who anyone is outside of this pack.”
“I will tell you if anyone contacts me. Anyone that isn’t pack related.” He promised.
“You’re a real bastard, do you know that?” I asked, wiping a tear away.
“Yeah. I know that.” He said.
He moved closer, his hand brushing against mine. Silent. Trembling with hope. When I finally offered my palm, our fingers entwined—a fragile lifeline in the storm. My face burned. Tears fought for release. I saw wide, naked fear in
