Beryl's POV
"Beryl, I'm so happy tonight, but I'm also sorry," Andrew said suddenly. He sounded happy and frustrated at the same time as he stroked my blonde hair cherishingly.
He held me to his wet chest, my cheek pressed against his firm pectoral muscles, and I asked, "Why?"
"I am sorry for what Lucas and I did to you when we were young," he murmured, "We were too immature. Lucas even cut your hair, although he kept it secret. It hurt you, didn't it?"
"Those things are in the past." I looked up and kissed Andrew's chin, my hand cupping his face. "Didn't we agree to let the past be the past? And I'm definitely not going to let you do whatever you want with me now, what happened then doesn't matter to me now. Because it all happened so fast, so much has changed." I awakened my wolf, I
