MYRA/SELENE
His words wouldn’t stop echoing in my mind.
"I'll be waiting."
I sat on my bed, my fingers brushing against my cheeks as they warmed up. That look in his eyes... that voice... it lingered in my chest like a quiet fire I couldn’t put out. Why does it feel like he actually cares? He’s always around, always watching. Is it possible... that he has feelings for me?
My face heated, and I pressed my hands harder to my cheeks. “No, no, no,” I muttered to myself, shaking my head rapidly. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
I smacked my own cheeks lightly, as if the physical jolt would knock the idea out of me.
There’s no way.
He’s Alpha Gray. Cold. Unfeeling. The kind of man who doesn’t flinch in the face of death. Rumors said he’s never loved, never even tolerated a woman by his side. I was
