Chapter Eight

Day 2

Adonis

My mind and body were in complete harmony, beyond description. Some people believe that having good sex, drinking alcohol, or getting high on marijuana are the only ways to feel euphoric.

I have been celibate since Isabella's death; I was not drunk, but I was high on an unfathomable level of happiness.

For the first time in my life, warmth flooded my heart, and I couldn't stop smiling. This unexpected sense of comfort puzzled me. Something was calming me down, but all I could recall was a touch.

Those gentle, magical hands gave me goosebumps all over. The sun shone through the curtains, and I felt energized.

The question was, "Whose hands were those?"

It was driving me insane that I still couldn't recall anything. I wanted to put a face on those hands because their touch was the only thing that put me at ease. Trying to remember was like hitting a wall. When I shifted, there was no synergy between my human and wolf forms because my wolf memory was so bad.

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