***Xavier's POV***
It's been a month without my mate, and there's nothing separating me from a wolf that was about to go feral. I don't know how she was able to do it without me in her life for this past month, but I'm dying slowly.
If I had known this would be the consequences of my jealousy, I never would have dared to get jealous. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have been too jealous, maybe then I wouldn't be suffering this torment of longing.
Just to get on Melissa's good side, I had no choice but to talk things out with Arnold. Good thing Lord Badmos was able to convince me about what to do.
Meanwhile, I've been going back and forth from my pack to the witch's coven. Good thing I saw her the moment I came back from the Vulcan pack. In excitement, I approached her.
“Love, are you still mad at me?” I asked, though still very skeptical of what her answers would be at this point.
Just then, she turned around to face me. My heart skipped when I saw a smile on her face.
“Goodne
