Henry's POV
The speed at which I got addicted to the sound of Helen's voice was quite scary, the comfort I felt whenever I was within her reach, the ease at which I opened up to her whenever she directed her generating gaze at me, it was a shocking development. Helen was a human and this sort of attraction was most unexpected, surprising even the wolf within me, I could feel the confusion it felt each time we met up with her, each time we heard the sound of her voice, it was a near narcotic experience.
Emotions had flared within a short period, she had been quite insistent that she didn't need the company in the early days of our interaction but as we had progressed, it had become increasingly clear to me that she was by far more lonely than she cared to admit and it was dragging her dow
