Maverick
Sophia, Sophia, Sophia.
Sophia Barnes...a peculiar female werewolf.
I am always curious about. The simple intrigue from before has now become something more potent, more alive.
It stays in my head every hour and I find myself lost in it. I desire to possess her.
The intrigue has converted into an obsession which will only satiate, when I own her completely, always by my side, in front of me, around me.
Hmm, I love the feeling of that.
I do not wish to curtail her freedom or owe her objectively. It's just that I will have to because she wouldn't understand otherwise. After all, she had been tricked by those mutts.
I was too late in discovering what my simple curiosity meant at the start. At first, I noticed her because she was tangled with my targets, but then I star
