-Valerio-
She was right here. Right in front of me. Sleeping, but here, and not in her wolf form, but in her human form. This was Octavia, and sh*t, I had missed her, but f*ck, she was small. It was all wrong.
She was so small, I barely dared to touch her. I had taken one of her hands while sitting down on a chair as she lay there on the examination table, but it was more like I held it without really closing mine around it. Her hand was so skinny. Her entire body was just too skinny.
I could feel every bone and see them, and I feared if I squeezed, I would break something. So I appeased my instincts by just holding it while brushing her long black hair away. She was still beautiful and all mine, but I hated seeing her like this. What would happen when she woke up? What would she think?
