Gerald's POV
If loving Tania was a curse, I was under a spell. If loving Tania was a disease, I was ill. If loving Tania was madness, I was totally and infinitely insane.
I had betrayed everyone, ruined my position as the Beta of my pack, put my family at risk, sinned against the goddess. All for her.
Now she was here with me, but we were locked up in a cell together. The funny thing was that I didn't mind. As long as she was here, within close proximity, where I could smell her and feel her.
But she had been on her own, quiet. No words, no hugs. I could not tell what was in her mind at all. She didn't seem excited to see me, but she didn't seem to mind my presence either.
The only time she spoke up was when she defended me against Solana and Marcel, which surprised me. Tania was the
