Edwin's wolf was the one who had never got to feel his mate. He had never touched her, neither he had tasted her. No matter how much wolfsbane potion Edwin drank, his beautiful mate always succeeded in making him lose control.
And that was exactly what happened as they danced on the rhythm. Edwin could sense that something was wrong with Ruth. She was not her original self. She was only trying to put up a brave face, to not ruin others' moods.
Sometimes, he got annoyed by her habit of pleasing everyone. She always put others before herself, and he did not want that. He wanted her to let it all out and share it with him.
But there was this invisible wall between them. They could see each other standing on either side yet could not break through it.
"I see that you do not have anything to say." He said, forgetting her previous question.
"Just because I do not say it out loud does not mean I do not have anything to say."
She was feisty today. Wow!
