~YULIA

It seemed like a dream or perhaps a slight detour from reality. How Issa saw, yet ignored me.

In my wildest dreams, I hadn’t imagined him doing something like that. I was hurt and my wolf was on fire, we were literally in a mess— emotionally mostly.

‘How could he fucking do this to us?’ Yara— my wolf yelled from within my head.

I had wanted to have the upper hand, to give the silent treatment and make him beg but he had beat me at my own game and it made me mad.

Or, was ...