Demi's pov
A slight smile played on my lips as I watched Haris play from the comfort of my bed.
I was happier just from looking at him.
He looked healthier, brighter, and happier as well. He had food, clean clothes, and opportunities to play with the other kids from the pack but he chose to stay with me and I knew it was because he feared being bullied like in the other pack.
And I understood very well.
It was enough for me that he was in a safer environment and for a while, the symptoms of his rare illness hadn't surfaced again leaving my heart at peace on not having to worry about that part of him.
Ever since the night Eros ruined my date and belittled me, I had come down with a slight fever, nightmares, and panic attacks were the order of my activities, and my hand stump ached m
