Chapter 201
Campus in their each days was the one to sit beside me while looked out the window. He started to sell me the made up stories I never knew belonged to me. He has a way of talking to me with a voice that clines in the deeper layers of skin Northe dead parts that will eventually flako
in these beginning times. Cassins umelow locked at me withe
line a pelirens, and I thought of him as my prince. My body is made of stars, and
hudly was looking at me, and he made it so could never look away from
Cash
The doctor was honest with. He honest with yourself. I’m not going to make it. You know it, and I know it. He said to give up hope, but it’s more for you, not me.
I felt the Wild slip away today. If her give her last dying bit of energy to the pops, not to me, but for the pups so they have a better chance at living when my time comes. I couldn’t tell you this when you asked me about my Wild, if the was all right, because you couldn’t feel her anymore. Forgive me for keeping that from you I wanted you to keep your hope.|||
She sanded herself for them, and I can’t believe what’ve put my Wild through hope to make prace with my Wild in the Moon I hope she can forgive me. Do you think the can forgive
The Wild loved you she loved you right from the beginning, the moment we inhaled your scent in the clinic Before our eyes even opened up and saw your face. You were holding my hand. but she thought that it was her paw you were holding. I remember you brushing the hair may from my forehead. It felt like love. It was the second before I opened my mouth and turned your eyes into something that looked like hare
The Wild never hated you I was impossible for her to hate you, no matter what you put through, put us through 1 put her through more. She hated me more. She did lame you for the hate the rage, the violence, because it was nothing compared to what she did within me All those years she had to endure Clayton. All the years his hands were on me she had to ser under them. She didn’t fed his hands the same way I did. She only felt a sickness that came from his touch, not the delet felt. |
Clayton brought great pleasure, and Wild suffered because of
Tvery time you touched my skin, she would try to hold onto that feeling that excitement you gave in deep down It was her first time to experience those nor possal feelings. She wanted you No maner how much I spewed at you, she always only wanted you. No one else. She was loyal to you and your Wild Cash need you to know that []
The Wid was your biggest ponere, not to mech
There was a time I wished I could ever her from my soul somehow a way to get rid of her to could be with Clayton. To be human maybe? They are the lucky one they have a choice. They get to love who they love and not have it dictated to them.
Now that she is gone, really go. I can’t stop the loneliness 1 feel. I can’t stop my suffering inside at loving something that for the longest time I wanted dead.
I’ve been so selfish Selfish to the Wild selfish to you I never thought love could turn you into something you hated
Caius shay in his seat. His family all notices that he has something important to say hold the tibor breath in Carson, and Crane, the pussy smasher, hold onto their coffee cups, they have a smell of a hard night of beer seeping from the pares of their skin. They look heavy lidded and wrinkled up. ||
Casus clears is that the vein in his neck is pulsing ||
He takes a drink of water pulling in his bottom up with his teeth. I’d love to feal those teeth on me, pulling my flesh into his mouth.
Do you want to say something, Cath the Alpha asks, and Cassius opens his mouth up, closes it takes another drink of water. Swallows.
The Luna looks at her male, and Dallas stops everything to look at number the Caleb cracks his neck before sitting down. Carson and Crane put their cups of
down
Something in the pit of my stomach says this isn’t going to be good for me. There is utter to the heat of my heart; it’s trying to find its mal rhythan|||
met someone,” Cassius tell the entire cable on Sunday. The family’s special day. The table bears what told to me last night. I was hoping what he said was just whiskey drunk lies–that hard forget in the morning for a terräle moment, I’m afraid my spine will push though the lack of the chair.
The burn in the middle of my chest spreads, growing maligned, unstoppable. []
