Letters

Zuriel’s P.O.V.

After professing my heart before Evelyn, I felt at ease, my mind lighter like a feather. I had witnessed the scene of Walter’s proposal in person, which clarified the haze of mate-bond from my eyes, shedding a new light on my problems.

He was right, they were pack mates and friends for almost a decade, their understanding was nothing before our questionable mate-bond. The most important thing for a successful relationship was trust, and it was as clear as broad daylight that Evelyn trusted him more than anyone else. Then what was the use of trying, and forcing her for something she didn’t even want!

Whatever I did in the past was unforgivable, and it was a damn fact that Evelyn would never forgive me. She was just waiting for Eddie’s treatment, and my son’s life was about to become perfect in a warm home. So without wasting any moment, I began the quest to find my family’s murder.

To punish that cunning enemy was the last task in my wish list; otherwise, I couldn’t fac