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She hums a cute little noise of appreciation that I find far more appealing than I should. Hopefully she doesn’t notice me grinning at my drumstick like an idiot.
face.
I slam my jaw shut, embarrassed it was hanging open to begin with. But considering the display in front of me, can you blame a girl?
"Shit," I hiss.
Lol
"You do have a lot of cool tattoos." Hazel is looking at the flames, avoiding me. "I like the wolf on your back." A beat of silence stretches between the group. My teeth grind together, waiting for the questions and comments that I know are coming. "When
"Good riddance. He didn't deserve you." Marigold throws her hands up. Cedar frowns at her. "You don't even know what happened." Without missing a beat, Marigold glares at him and snaps, "He didn't make her happy. That tells me enough."
"I like witchy stuff, like reading paranormal romance books. And Halloween is my favorite holiday," Hazel explains. "I've always wanted to be a spooky bitch."
I brace myself. If she regrets it or is unhappy with me, I’ll face it. I’ll do whatever she needs.
Would I murder someone who tried to hurt her? Absolutely. Just the thought makes my heart slam into my chest.
His words of devotion begin to sound hollow the more times I replay them in my memory.
“Wouldn’t it be better to be alone and free than endure the abuse here?” I whisper. I want to take the words back, but I still believe them.
His touch relaxes me. Even when I don’t understand the dynamics and dangers of wolf shifters, he is my safe place.
"Hazel, I would love you if you were a giraffe. I would love you if you were a worm." I punctuate my words with a kiss on the top of her head. "I would love you if you were a loaf of bread."
Her eyes go wide. “Hold up, does this mean I can’t have chocolate anymore?”
😂
Never mind that I could never give her up. But I'd willingly love her from a distance if it meant she was happier.
It's not the kind of exhaustion from a sleepless night. It's the soul-deep exhaustion from a life slowly killing you. It's what I saw in Hazel when she first arrived.
