EVE.
Just three more months. That's how much longer I had to wait to get my wolf.
I used to be simply eager to meet her. But now? Now I was desperate. I needed her like air.
My hearing abilities were zero. All my instincts still felt too human to survive in a world like ours.
First, it was Kyrie. And now, Saint.
If I had my wolf, I would have heard Saint walk in. I would have smelled him. I would have felt his presence.
But no. I was bathing away, not knowing that I wasn't alone anymore.
Can't even tell for how long he'd been standing there and watching me.
The moment I turned to step out of the shower, I locked gazes with the scariest sight ever.
Tall, imposing figure, with eyes glowing with a blinding shade of red. He just stood casually, both hands in his pockets, his silve
