They do not comprehend why I am being this way, why I am so unsettled with the action of their Alpha. This they see as something that has happened frequently and is natural.
But how can I be all right with this? How can I see this as an uncomplicated matter? Is this what he shall do to every male that might touch me even by mistake? Sever one of their limbs? How can my male be so heartless?
My cries do not desist even after the trucks are wholly loaded as Drakho said and even when I am driven away from the sea back to their lands. I do not wish to return, I do not wish to see my male tonight.
The look he held in his eyes as he slashed off that wolf's hand with ease haunts me for it seemed as though he were thrilled to do it. That lack of reluctance you behold in the beast is direful when you experience it first hand.
