SPICER GRAY
My dear Mirabel, will you forgive me?
Why were you hurt when you were the one who started it? Why do I feel like I should crawl to you and beg for forgiveness when you should be the one who asks me if I am okay?
I want to go back in time and change alot what happened. The way I should have approached you about us. About you. About the pack. Most importantly, back to that fateful night.
Perhaps we would have met under different circumstances if what had happened hadn't transpired.
I imagine us meeting at the alphas’ annual meeting. I see you. You see me. We feel the bond. And since I am not as screwed as I am, I will come to you. And for you, you won’t have bad memories of what happened to you, you would be a carefree she-wolf who loves their mates at first glance. As su
