โ†ฃ Changes

โˆพ ๐”ผ๐•ก๐•š๐•ค๐• ๐••๐•– ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ™: โ„‚๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•–๐•ค โˆพ

โฅเน‘โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”เน‘โฅ

๐“๐‡๐„ ๐–๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ ๐‚๐”๐‘๐•๐„๐ƒย  under the force of his punch. His control had left him, leaving behind a lycan who craved for something he could never have. Someone who had left him shattered. Gave him smiles, but made him shed more tears.ย 

๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘› ๐‘Ž ๐‘„๐‘ข๐‘’๐‘’๐‘›, ๐ฟ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘–๐‘Ž๐‘›.

His knuckles were covered in blood - even his wolf didn't heal him. Pain was all they wanted to feel. Perhaps his mother was right, he did not deserve someone's love. Even his mate wasn't his alone.ย 

๐‘€๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’, ๐‘‡๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘›, ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐พ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘€๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘˜.

Lucian had felt their bond, their connection. She had rescued him from death, given him a purpose to breathe. There was no doubt in his mind that she was his mate. The magic had shown it to him.ย