Cry Wolf (Big Bad Wolf, #5)

by Charlie Adhara

We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.

“You wanna come?” Sophie offered. “I can try to finagle you some tickets. We could wrap you in a feather boa and call it a joint bachelor party.” “I would rather you wrap me in boa constrictor and call time of death,” Cooper said, “than attend a haunted Halloween gala, my god.”

Sophie turned to Park. “You know, it’s never too late to call off this engagement. You’re a catch, you’ll find someone.” Park sighed. “I was cursed by an old witch to find him charming.”

“You are my favorite part of living,” Cooper whispered. “I’d do anything for you.” It was a confession more than anything else. Not necessarily something he thought was right or took pride in, but dug from the deepest and most private part of his mind, unsightly and true. “I’m yours,” Park murmured simply. And for the first time, Cooper didn’t see it as having a power and dominance over him that he’d never wanted, but as a rare and fragile responsibility that Park had gifted Cooper in love.