Capítulo 77: I loathe You

Draven knew he would be consumed by self-hate if he didn't follow her out of the room. He needed to explain to her somehow that he was unable to love anyone, that he could never... He sulked and took a deep breath.

He struggled to express that he couldn't love anyone, but he had to find a way to reassure her that he was only attracted to her and no other woman.

He desired her in every way, and the idea of her running away from him, despising him, pained his chest. Frustrated, he sighed and ran his hand through his hair as he attempted to keep up with her pace. She raced up the stairs like a horse, although he could have easily caught up to her if he had chosen to, but she remained unaware of his non-human nature.

Draven called out to Madeline as he hurried up the steps to match her pace. Despite his fast haste, his wife's steps were incredibly swift. He even heard her scoff and quietly say, "Go back to your Sarah."