Wolfbitten
His eyes felt intense as they gaped into me.
I cleared my throat from nervousness and practically whispered, “Thank you. For yesterday. I appreciate it.”
He narrowed his eyes. For a moment I thought he was angry, but then he spoke, in a deep, gentle voice, that was anything but outraged. “Don’t ever thank me for what I did. The only person who should be thankful in that situation is me. You are a gift. That I was allowed the opportunity to be with you, even once in my life, is worth more than anything I could ever give in return.”
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