“What once fired my soul, left me in ashes. What once made me feel safe, left me vulnerable.”
-Neha M.
I tried to fight it with all that I had, but nothing worked. Cynthia, my wolf had gotten out of control.
“Cynthia, what are you doing? He doesn’t love us. That’s his way of tormenting us. Stop it!”
I tried to reason with her, but she just wouldn’t give back the control. Hence, I tried to seize back the control forcefully. Then, I brought my hands over to my face, and managed to speak, “Let go of me otherwise I’ll call someone for help, and you’ll be in trouble.”
Though I uttered sharp words, I was shaking from fear. As I opened my eyes to glance at him, I saw a wide grin on his his face. The smile line o
