STEAMY

I was downstairs slicing some onion, while Caine slept upstairs

It’s been two days since I became a werewolf and since then Caine has been doing everything to make me comfortable, even refusing to touch me anyhow.

He treated me like I was fragile.

I had finally became a were wolf and it turned out that I had white fur. The pain was excruciating the first night but after I woke up the next day.

I tried changing and it was less painful, I had a free spirit when I was in my wolf form.

Cain had stood over watching me as I trotted happily on four feet inside the trees beside my house.

He later changed and followed after me, then stood over and watched me as i waddled in the water happily.

I was happy and I wanted it to remain like that forever.

As I stood chopping thing and boiling the sauce, my mind went over these whole weekend scenes and events and I felt so overwhelmed.

When I thought about the time we’ve spent together and I thought about the family crest he gave me, a big smile