Alan couldn't sleep and he had lost his appetite for food as well. He was experiencing headaches and neck pains.
He'd sigh too much and have little sleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, Eleanor's smiling face would appear, haunting him. Even now, races that he enjoyed doing with his brothers were like impending torture.
He then gave out a loud groan and every werewolf at the house made sure not to cross paths with him when he left his bedroom.
There had not been a day in these past days he hadn't cursed the moon goddess.
Why must it be human if all the species were available?
Maybe the elders were right but they didn't give him a better option even. Reject his mate and claim Catherine? Not a chance but from what he was experiencing, maybe their suggestion was probably a harmless one.
