Celine's POVBy the time it was time for dinner, I was already done with two paintings. As I stood at the far end of my room staring at the paintings, my eyes lit up.When I first started, my brush was blank. I could not tell if it was as a result of the fact that it had been long since I last painted, the fact that I was reborn, or probably the events that happened today. But whichever it was, I had somehow conquered it.The first one was a painting of the sea, a beautiful landscape of its environment. The water stretched wide and calm across the canvas, the waves frozen in place, the horizon sitting low beneath a sky I had painted in soft, muted tones. It was the kind of painting that carried more meaning than words could hold.The second was a painting of Kade in his wolf form.From the first time I had seen his wolf, I knew that someday I would have the world see the man they had referred to as a monster all these years. He was nothing close to being a monster. He was a perfect wo
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