Elsewhere in the territory of the Blackmoon pack, Rafael suffered. Every night he turned and tossed as the memories of Elsa falling over the edge of the cliff haunted him. Rafel could not forget her nor the steer heart-wrenching pain that he felt was helping him in any way. He has become like a living zombie.
Long gone was the playboy who would screw every walking female. He was living a life of celibacy, lamenting for what he had done. If he could, he would go back and change everything about that night. He would be the one loving her to the fullest and accept her as she was. He would be her knight in shining armor. But life had haste plans for him, and he lost everything in a fraction of a second due to his misjudgment.
He found solace in Divina and confided in her. But that only limit
