Chapter 58 Take Her Home

Augustine POV

As I gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, a mixture of emotions overwhelmed me. I instinctively tightened my arms around her waist, feeling her breath on my face. I feared losing her once more, and perhaps, in reality, I already had. At this moment, I found comfort in this stolen embrace. She was mine, and that possessiveness startled me. I had always considered myself a composed and level-headed person, at least, the elders and others in my pack often remarked. Yet, when it came to her, I transformed into a lovesick teenager, abandoning reason and caution.

I didn't know what she did to me, making me act like all the reckless acts of infatuation from everyone's younger days. Sneaking out of the backyard before an important exam just for the chance to meet sweetheart at a rock concert.

Love has a way of making us vulnerable and breaking down the walls we build to protect ourselves. It can turn the calmest of individuals into passionate and impulsive beings. As I hel