Do You Like My Uncle?

" I told you, I will never hurt you. I can't afford to do that. You are my wife and my life. How could I hurt myself?"Maverick replied seriously, his hands cupping my face.

Yes, I knew he wouldn't. I believe he wouldn't but I was just too afraid every time the image of the creature surfaced before me.

"I am sorry. I know I shouldn't doubt you but I am just…"

" You don't have to apologize, buttercup. I don't blame you. I took you to a world that existed only in your nightmares," he responded, biting his lips in regret.

"I should trust you, still. Besides, you exist only in my deepest fantasy. I don't mind a little nightmare to get to it. I would always choose this nightmare over a million fantasies," I said, drawing closer to him.

Maverick smiled and touched my head, "Did I tell you that you are such a sweet talker?"

I smiled. I don't care if I was a sweet talker or if I was in love with a monster. All I wanted was my Lycan, loving me with all his heart.

"I will show you…" he said