Cardan
Shit.
I feel like punching my hand through a f*****g wall.
The messed up part of all this, is that I feel like s**t pretty much all the time now.
Always pissed.
It’s like there’s a storm brewing inside of me, and I can feel it bubbling just beneath the surface, waiting to be let out, and leaving nothing but destruction on its wake. I’m trying my damned best to keep it bottled in. But lately, it’s been getting so much more difficult to suppress, my wolf wants what I can’t give it, at least not if I can help it.
I remember the situation with Killian. This is the second time now. I’m not worried he’s pissed, I know he gets it. But I’m afraid of what I might do to others, of what I might do to Natalia.
And here she is offering herself to me.
It’s something I’m not even willing
