Hazel's point of view...
I never liked his eyes as they always held an unspoken emotion towards me.
I was also dreaded by them since I knew my one view at them... And I would be spelled.
No doubts he loved me, I had understood that right on that night when he had sneaked into my room and Forcibly had s*x with me.
However, it was not a forced s*x though as I had wilfully granted him the permission to invade my limits.
He never got to mark me. I never let him to. Even then, the pull was too strong that I cannot do anything when he came around.
His smell was the first thing I would get to inhale whenever he neared me.
And today the same happened. Out of nowhere my nostrils caught his aromatic smell and I knew he was here.
While lying there amidst the ocean of my bleeding heart and
