-Evan-
I tried to tell her just enough to make her understand that being with me would only bring her unhappiness. But it seemed she wanted to know more.
“Evan?” she called.
“I…” I struggled to speak, the words caught in my throat. I wanted to be honest, but the thought of her being disgusted with me was unbearable. I could handle her hating me, but the idea of her not being able to stand the sight of me was too much.
“You should get some sleep,” I said, pulling my t-shirt back on.
“Evan…”
I tried to turn away, but the little wolf was quick. She grabbed my hand, her warmth spreading through me, chasing away some of the cold. I looked at her as she covered my hand with both of hers. She pulled me a bit closer, but not enough for our bodies to touch—just enough so we stood a little clo
