TROY
I was losing her. I just knew it. And what feared me was the knowledge that there might not be anything I could do to stop it.
And no, I wasn't talking about the physical part of her because that part signed a deal with me. To stay a whole year.
What I valued and truly wanted was her heart. Her soul. The real her.
And I was losing it.
Goddess fucking dammit!
I stormed into the pack house where my father and mother have lived all my life. Not moving or owning a house of their own when they could have easily gotten it.
Shit, they almost lost their minds when I built my own house and moved out. At the time I told that they had a hundred and eighty two or three fucking days to deal with it and get used to the fact.
The door swung wide open, hitting the inside wall with a loud bag. The house shook a little. The silence a little too loud when the gasping and screaming died down.
