CREIGHTON“Don't touch her.”“Don't look at her like you care.”“Don't make her think she is weak, she is not. She doesn't need your pity, she needs your strength, your cold powerful side that would push her to the best of her even if that part might leave her dead.”I repeated these words with every punch she launched, every pain twisted expression, every time she fell and her body screamed to stop, she didn't stop, I didn't stop her.I watched her fight when her body couldn't, when her wolf had stopped, then she collapsed. The moment I saw the red liquid oozing her lips and rolling down her chin, I lost it.My wolf growled as I hurried to her, but didn't say a word, I couldn't.I stared down at the little figure who was all curled up in my arms, her face buried in my chest, hands clutching my clothes, she looked so fragile and fearful, the moonlight spilling over us, lighting her features.I tucked the strands of her hair that fell loose behind her ears, my thumb stroking her cheeks
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