Helen's POV
I wanted to continue the house tour so badly, but I also did not want to look so desperate at the same time. “If he is not going ahead with the tour, then there is no need to talk him back into it.” I thought for a moment and then sat on the edge of my bed.
I could not stop myself from thinking about my former home. I wished I could turn back the hands of time, I would have remained in that room and not come out at all to get some milk. Perhaps I would still be in the pack there, and I would not have to be at the mercy of on pompous alpha.
My heart raced faster, leading to frustration as I stood up immediately and flung the pillow away from the bed to the floor. I heaved a sigh, taking a deep breath to calm my racing heart, but it was not working.
I walked to the walls a
