Alpha Wayland Reyrem:
I'm confused. Confused about what I really want in the end!
Distancing myself from Alina—avoiding seeing her, hearing her, or smelling her intoxicating scent—was the right decision. I took the suppressant, and though my wolf was furious and resentful toward me, at least he wasn’t tearing me apart from the inside and couldn’t do anything without my permission. The effect of the medication built up in my system, and I was honestly grateful for it—though not a day passed without thoughts of the fiery red-haired temptress haunting me.
Still, I clearly understood that this wouldn’t be easy, not even close, the moment I caught the faintest trace of her scent in the park. I knew she was here. I deliberately didn't go looking for her, though my wolf howled with desperation
