Katie
We finally reached Flameville Pack as the sun began its slow descent. I tightened my grip around Frank’s neck as he slowed his pace. I could feel his powerful form gliding effortlessly through the wind.
For a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to savor the feeling. I basked in enjoying the warmth of his fur beneath my hands, the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing, and the illusion of closeness I’d yearned for but could never truly have. Having him this close felt like a dream I didn’t want to wake up from, even as the harsh reality clung to the edges of my heart.
Frank wasn’t mine, and I could only hope that might change before our deal ended.
I knew his heart belonged to someone else, yet I still held on to the hope that things might shift. For me, the chance to be loved by
