Eloise's POV:
I sat on the sofa the moment Soren left. After that, I ran all the way back, and I didn't have any strength left.
"Werewolves don't have love. Werewolves only have the Milky Way... "
"What's wrong?" A meaningless mumble from Chloe came from the room. I walked over. After ensuring she was in a state where she wouldn't choke from vomiting, I sat beside her bed.
I covered my mouth.
If it weren't because I was still thinking about the matter with Chloe, I might have kissed Atticus earlier.
I could still remember how Atticus looked when he was talking to me.
"He's so charming," my wolf muttered. I couldn't refute it because I thought so too. The scent on his body was especially nice. I couldn't help but...
Before I could react, I was already leaning on him, and he was hugging me. His scent surrounded me like the warm sun. I hadn't felt so comfortable in a long time.
Just a few centimeters, and we would be kissing.
