บท 194: He will still die

"I couldn't kill him, Salma. He was right there, but I couldn't kill him." Celeste sobbed into Salma's shoulder, her shoulders shaking slightly.

"It's okay. Stop crying. I hate to see you cry." Salma patted her back lightly before rubbing it to provide comfort.

They were seated on the floor beside Elvis, their backs resting on the side of his body. Cozan, who kept eyeing Elvis from time to time, sat opposite them, a very good distance from the terrifying creature.

"But how? How did this happen? How did I end up becoming his mate? I'm not even a werewolf. How did I end up falling for him?"

"I can't explain exactly how it happened. I wish I have the answers you are looking for. I wouldn't have hesitated to pour them out to you. But I don't." Salma responded, pulling her brows together.