chapter 7

Dante, point of view...

I felt like a complete asshole for what I did, but I can’t avoid the desires of my wolf Liam, many times he is the one who dominates my whole body, since mother moon gave me my inner wolf, it has become difficult for me to control many impulses; he is rebellious and complicated, even though I am dominant. Many times, he gets aggressive and wants to do whatever he wants with my emotions.

I left my office, and went in the direction of the room again, but this time, I felt broken; I was no longer just jealous, now I felt broken listening to her cry. It was as if our bond got stronger the closer she was to me. I felt horrible for not being able to control myself and hurting my mate.

I opened the door, and walked in, she was completely tucked in; the food was still on the nightstand.

I gave a big sigh before I could finally speak to try to comfort her. First, I had to try to control Liam and his urges.

“I want you to know, I am so sorry for what I did earlier, many times I can’t control what Liam does, so I apologized, please you need to eat, I don’t want you to get sick,” I tell her softly feeling embarrassed by my inner wolf’s aptitudes.

She turned around and stared into my eyes. Her eyelids were puffy, and her eyes were red. She had such a beautiful and innocent look, which broke my soul.

Her look made me a little nervous. I was not used to apologize, in my pack I was not taught to do that, well I never had the need to do that, but I understand that humans are very different from us lycanthropes.

She sat on the bed with the sheet wrapped around her delicate body.

“Why are you holding me hostage here?” She looks at me so sadly, and her voice is so soft and innocent.

I swallowed saliva. Before I could answer her, I felt a lump in my throat looking at her so harmlessly.

“I did it because you are my mate, I can’t let you go, I would die like a lone wolf, I could never have another bond like the one I have with you, I can’t love anyone else but you,” I answer her as sincerely as I can, I don’t want to lose her, I want her to love me, as well as I love her.

“But how do you know you love me? We have only met once in our life, and we didn’t talk, we just saw each other”.

“Simply, I know, I can feel it in my chest, in your smell, of Strawberries with chocolate, that smell that only you have, my inner wolf, can only love you, can only correspond to you,” I tell her with some desperation, while I sat on the edge of the bed, to try to be as close to her as possible.