Eros's pov
I had made a silent vow to myself after my Bambi asked about my condition and the vow was never to keep things from her again.
It wasn't even up to four hours of making that vow and I was on the verge of breaking it.
Trouble was lurking in our horizons and I couldn't bring myself to tell her.
That trouble would be her.
While she bonded with Haris, I bade them goodbye and slid out of the room, my foot steps directing me towards an enclosed part of the garden where Elara awaited me.
I didn't ever think this was possible, there would be an uproar from the wolves council, the packs, and the entire werewolf kingdom.
My influence and neither would that of my parents or sister would be enough to save her unless I pushed to defy all odds.
Why did she have to be a red wolf? Not t
