Chapitre 38: Chapter 37 When Calm Meets Storm

Endings are meant to be happy.

And if there is no happiness it is not the end...

Was this my end?

I thought as I was lying on the forest floor... too weak to rise and too painful to move

My hands were covered in my own blood and my clothes drenched in it.

My vision was going hazy with the amount of blood I was loosing but I was still trying to keep my eyes open.

I wanted to see those blue eyes even if they had hatred for me.

I wanted to feel her touch even if it killed me.

Is this love?

Is this the extent of love I have for her.

Is my own life nothing compared to her.

If it is then I must say that love destroys you... kills you... but still makes you the most happy person on this earth.

I could have lived without her... I could have left her to deal with her own wolf... I could have replaced her with some other girl and had pups to live a happy life...

But no...

Love destroyed me.

It bought the king of werewolves at his knees lying at the mercy of his own mates wolf