(SEQUEL)

Ian's POV : 

I sat quietly outside our pack, under a huge tree, on a bench, looking at Amelia who was playing with the orphaned pups from the orphanage. Even after some years had passed, she was still the same lady I fell in love with: kind, gentle, respectful, loving, and hardworking.

Nothing about her had changed, not even her beauty.

"When will you ever stop looking at her like that?" Neo asked as he approached me.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"Do I ...