Chapter 62: The Witch’s Lair

Laura - The house in the suburbs

The wind chimes sing harmoniously and soothingly at our window as I wake up. My face is strangely heated up. If it’s from what we did last night or from Paul’s hot chest where my cheek rests, I do not know.

What I do know is that I'm torn apart. Whatever it is between us brings me peace to a level I've never felt before. It doesn't really matter whether this is love or anything else. Nonetheless, I can lose myself in it.

It's almost like a drug. I gaze outside at the beautiful morning sky.

On the one hand, there is peace and tranquility, but on the other, a violent storm threatens my entire life. This situation is going to drive me nuts. How long will I be able to maintain my sanity?

Slowly, I try to get out of bed undetected. The hand on my arm tightens its grip. Apparently, there is no way to skulk away from a wolf.

“Why do you want to sneak away?” he asks softly, his voice a mix of happiness and concern.