Love is a crazy thing.
It doesn’t ask for your permission. It doesn’t wait until you’re ready. It just comes like a storm, and before you know it, you’re caught in the middle, soaked to the bone, wondering how it happened so fast.
That was me. That was exactly what I felt for Sienna.
I didn’t need anyone to explain it to me. I didn’t need books or rules to tell me what it meant. I knew it the moment I saw her, the moment she believed in me when no one else did.
We had rules. We had boundaries. Teacher and student. Mentor and wolf. But deep down, I didn’t care. Not anymore. Because what I felt wasn’t fake. It wasn’t forced.
It was real.
And it scared the hell out of me.
“Omg! Scott McCall in love. I still can’t believe this,” Stiles teased, his laugh filling the room.
I rolled my ey
