Even if they lived to be as old as Herbert, werewolves grew old and died eventually.
And I had an immortal mate.
Both our bodies were to have an ageless exterior by the time we reach our thirties, but on the inside… looks can be deceiving. At least mine would be just that... Deceiving.
Ultimately, she would be the one to have him.
Ultimately, she should be the one to have him.
She was the one he loved. Nothing could change that. Under the same roof with the girl he has a bond with... what did I expect?
A kiss was nothing.
A kiss shouldn't bother me. His ex too… His crazy ex shouldn't bother me either...…
I wouldn't let them, but I wouldn't let go of my right to be with him so long as I was breathing either. My time with him was limited, while the horizon for them was everlasting… I envied the bond he had for her, I envied the way he loved her, but what I envied most was the endless time that they had with each other.
Even his crazy ex had that.
