When he Cries.
POV: Dayton
My wolf took over at the thought of her dying. She thinks she is dying again! Like H*ll she is. All I saw was red. My wolf snapped out of it when I broke her arm.
Oh my god, I broke her arm. I heard her cry. She was on the ground crying. I scooped her up and ran as fast as I could to the pack doctor. She is in pain so he gave her some painkillers and she fell asleep crying.
I am now sitting beside her bed looking at her beautiful tear-stained face, I can’t help but be extremely upset because this is my fault and I will never forgive myself for harming her and making her cry.
I scoot closer and laid my head down beside her. I didn’t realize I was crying until a little hand started moving throughout my hair. “ Baby, why are you crying?”
She said with hurt
