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47 - Protect him

Penulis: Grace Kara
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-16 02:57:57

"Callum," I whispered, my voice trembling.

"What?" he replied, his voice a low, defensive growl.

I didn't know how to tell him. I didn't know how to apologize for the coldness of the last few days. I just gripped his arm tighter, pulling him closer to me in the dark.

"I'm sorry" I breathed.

Callum didn't respond with words. He just shifted, wrapping his powerful arm around my waist and pulling me flush against him. He held me with a desperate, crushing intensity, as if he were afraid I woul
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