Sarah
I stood still as he charged towards me, stopping only a breath away.
He looked magnificent.
His fur glistened in the dark. His was an array of brown and black fur. He was beautiful.
"Sarah," he breathed my name out as he shifted, taking his human form.
I was stunned. Caught face-to-face with the one person I hated just as much as I had loved him.
How was it possible to look at him and hold nothing but anger towards him? All I had left with me were painful memories.
I backed away from him, disgusted by the mere sight of him. Though, he had aged nicely. He had let his hair run wild and tamed it with a band at the nape of his neck. His eyes had laugh lines around them.
"Sarah," he called again, his voice low and cautious.
This time, the sound of my name on h
