I left her room, my mind still drifting back to her beautiful face. It did not matter that she was pregnant. I just wanted to have her.
When I saw her beautiful wolf in that ditch, I couldn't seem to go anywhere else, even though she was already half dead and I knew how hard it would be to get out of the ditch.
I had risked it all, I was quite disappointed when I saw the bulge of her stomach. I have been trying all the while to keep these raging feelings at bay, but it keeps popping its ugly head up. I pretended not to care for some time, just so I could defend my relationship and intentions with her.
But as the days went by, I began to get scared that she might actually never wake up.
She had, and I wasn't even home to be the first to gaze into her beautiful eyes. I strolled into
