I hate her...No l hate the way l love her. I hate the way l always have to hide my genuine feelings behind my fiery anger. I serve her the monster part of me. I hate the fact that she is wolfless even though her angelic voice is too fine to hear her cry.But it makes feel like a real deal. There is something in her when she's sad, when she's shedding tears and emotional her face looks like a certain priceless painting done by an artist whose prowess is from the gods.Yes ...I rejected her,but l can't stand seeing her walk away and finding happiness and peace in the hands of some man. Over my dead body!I want to keep her around... Not until l get a son from her. To make her think l hate and dislike her the most. That's why l have warned everyone in the pack not touch her! No one to dare touch her even if she messed a great deal with whomever. I want to go my own way... Not to listen to some shitty pieces of advice from oldmen who will insist that l should change my stand towards
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