Richard's POV.
I couldn't help but gaze at Serena's face as she slept. I gently brushed a strand of hair away, and her beauty struck me once again.
She was the most beautiful she-wolf I ever laid my eyes on.
Why did she push people away? Why wouldn't she let me care for her? I longed to show her my love, to prove how much she meant to me, but she kept me at arm's length.
As I kissed her hands, I was taken aback.
I stared at her, then back at her hands, confusion etched on my face.
Her hands felt normal, not a hint of fever. How could she have recovered so quickly? Just hours ago, she was burning up, and now...this. It didn't add up.
I couldn't bring myself to wake her up. It was already 10pm, and she looked so peaceful.
With a gentle sigh, I pulled my clothes off and slipped in
