. . . . . . . . Lexy's P. O. V. . . . . . . . .
All my life I've wondered what it would feel like to just sit there and watch passively as everything happened behind me. Even if the world was turning around in a turmoil today, I wouldn't care, I wouldn't be bothered.
I've always wanted to live and love and be loved. I've wanted so many things in this world but not as much as I wanted this man and suddenly, everything is making sense. Why I've only known him for a few months and yet I love him so much like I've known him for eternity, why I miss him so much even when I knew it wasn't right.
Everything played in my head like it was happening again, right this moment. Me going to that field and seeing him for the first time, locking eyes with him and not feeling the awkwardness about it at all.
And what's worse? My own father knew about this all along. He didn't just know and kept the existence of the werewolves to himself, he also hid the fact that I was his mate from me.