STALKER
I was sitting on my chair, looking at the screens. Each one of them was occupied by Celia's presence.
She was changing her dress in her room for some stupid tribute party. Everyone from the pack was invited except for me.
Josephine changed the past but everything was still the same. The pack was the reason Celia drifted away from me.
I wanted her back in my life.
She wore a beautiful red silk dress with shining silver heels. My gaze couldn't turn away from her gorgeous face.
Her hair was tied into a messy bun, suiting her perfectly.
“Hot.” A smile glinted on my lips.
Suddenly, the bastard entered her bedroom. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.
I clenched my fist tightly.
She smiled at him as if he meant the whole world to her.
Fucking bastard!!!
