Sitting on the bed, I look down at the sleeping Tyler. I still can’t believe that I let myself lose control like that.
Wyatt has lectured me for what has feels like hours, once Kane and Wyatt have healed Tyler. However, I didn’t need the lecture. My heart aches for what I have done to Tyler, while my wolf whimpers and hides in a dark corner of my mind. How could I attack Tyler so badly and forget that he isn’t a werewolf, but a human? Humans can’t handle it.
I lightly brush Tyler’s bangs across his forehead as I softly whisper, “I’m so sorry. I promise that I wouldn’t do that again.”
With Tyler’s eyes still closed, he softly replies, “Don’t say that. I won’t allow you to never have sex with me again. I just ask that you don’t go all beast on me. Kane and Wyatt may have healed me, but I’m still exhausted.”