Elf To Tame A Werewolf
At first, I think I'm back at Halden, in old Ingrid's hospice, but I see a young girl with claws walk past me in white clothing and memories flood in so quickly that I hiss with pain at the headache that follows in sync with my heart.
I drop one leg over one side of the bed, and that's when I notice Cyran sitting by me. He's deeply asleep, but he's not snoring, so I know he's been in my dreams. In my memories.
I push his blonde hair out of his face, and he jerks, blinking widely as he wakens. 'Don't go, don't go…', he whispers, and pushes himself up to his feet. I watch him shake his head and run a hand over his face after he notices me awake. 'Hey', he mutters and sits next to me, 'How are
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