Shelly's POV
Medusa, my wolf danced around my head in glee at the recent development in my relationship with Alpha Byron. I know that he is trying to get us to work out but I just find it so hard to let go of his earlier rejection.
The birds chirped around me. I sat in the little garden that Cheryl had made not far from the cottage. The light is back to her eyes.
“Why are you giving him a hard time?” Medusa asked all of a sudden.
“I think Dawson has broken me to pieces and I can't seem to wrap my head around all these. The pain I felt that day he pushed us away was too much.”
“I know but we can't dwell in the past. There's so much to experience ahead. We haven't had love for too long, not even from our own parents. I wonder how much they'd hate us right now because we were the downfa
