Reina’s POV Without saying a word, I pulled him in with his luggage. My wolf was at work, I was going crazy. Crazier by the minutes. I clicked the door shut behind him, and for a moment, all I could do was stare. My heart raced. My wolf whined deep inside me, rising to the surface, aching for him. I wanted to undress him, to see him naked, to let him see me naked. Julian stood there, his clothes still on, his bag slung over his shoulder. He looked tired. His eyes met mine-sad, distant, unsure. "You can't leave me Julian," I breathed, not even sure if I meant it as a command or a prayer. My hands trembled at my sides. "Why now? Why like this?" He didn’t answer. He just stood there, eyes flickering over me like he was memorizing me one last time. My throat burned with a sob I didn’t let out. I stepped forward slowly, and when he didn’t move away, I reached for his hand and gently pulled him fully into the room. "Please," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, "just stay for a w
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