~ISSA/IRAN

I had missed how she felt–

Her scent– even the smell of her hair drove me wild. I could not lie to myself any longer, I wanted her so very badly. I sniffed her neck deeply. I understood what she meant when she said that I was not making things easy for her.

I knew that I was a difficult Lycan and my wolf of a beast was the most unstable creature that ever existed. Iran and I were always at loggerhead because despite the fact that we were one, we never got along.

But one thing ...