How to kill an immortal wolf
“…I don’t want to be. I don’t want to ever be without you.”
Her chest tightened with emotions she had locked away for so long. The immortal’s admission, so simple yet so profound, carried the weight of every battle, every sacrifice, every moment they had survived together. She reached up, fingers threading through his hair, and leaned close. “I… I love you,” she said, voice trembling, honest, unshakable. “I love you. Always have. Always will.”