RYLEE

He stared at me with glowing red eyes. His wolf was intimidating but at this point, I was frustrated. I wanted to make him see how blind he was. How could he claim to want me and ask me to walk away, the next time? What were we? A joke?

I was tired of going round in circles. Nothing was going to be fixed if we repeated the same thing over and over again. It was tiring.

"We need to talk," I said, fixing my gaze on Vincent in his wolf form. He stared at me for a moment. Then, he walked ...