XANDER
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Shit!
She was so small in my arms. I held her waist as she buried her head in my chest and sobbed bitterly. I tried to massage the back of her head gently, and looked up at the mirror.
I saw the image of my wolf snarling at me.
I looked away from him and stared down at Frida. She was still hyperventilating terribly. She tried to sniff in her tears while she shivered, but the tears would not stop flowing.
I felt like a complete arsehole. How could I have been so careless with her?
I was pissed at myself! I should have known better than to leave her all alone in a house filled with supernatural tools and appliances. It was why I had taken her to my room, because I knew that was the only place I did not keep something that would terrify her.
The mirror she had seen w
