Emily

I woke up to the cries of the other women of the pack and noticed that Tristan’s packmates had returned. I was exhausted and despite my worries, I fell asleep. But I was wide awake now, hoping to see Tristan, and fearing the worst as the grip of anxiety clawed at me once again. The women all embraced their male counterparts with tears of joy and my eyes looked past them and finally, he appeared. He looked bruised and battered. He smiled widely as he approached me, and I broke ...