CHAPTER THIRTY
Chapter Thirty: HIS MISERY
I clenched and unclenched my fist around the small and dainty necklace in my hand. The necklace I had stolen from Zara's room. I had finally resorted to steal small nick-nacks from her room, just so I and my wolf could feel closer to her. I would have never thought I would do this, but desperation makes you do a lot of things.
It was a small heart shaped pendant, probably gifted by her brother, and I remembered clearly that she wore it on our first date back at the cabin. She was pretty nervous the whole car ride and keep twisting her hand around the string. I had resisted myself from yanking her hand away from the pretty necklace, entwine our hands together and calming her down.
Zara never really liked wearing heavy accessories. I fingered the
