XAVIER’S POINT OF VIEW
When I arrive at Taylor’s apartment, my heart stops. This is where she was seen last. This is where she came after I told her who I really am. I try to visualize her coming home and packing her things. The poor girl must have been so frightened. I wonder if she was running from me, or was she running from werewolves in general. She was probably very concerned about her safety. That is why she left in such a hurry, without telling anyone. This thought breaks my heart. I hate myself for making her feel like this. I wish I could revoke my wolf side. I wish I was just a regular human, like she is. Would she love me then? Or would I never be good enough for her? I go up the stairs and to her apartment. I knock on the door gently and wait for her room mate to open it for
