Trevor Benedict’s POV
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I think that sometimes our gods are a little bit ironic with us, mere mortals. I had a normal childhood, I grew up in a normal werewolf family. A little bit too normal if you ask me, so when I was out of my parents house I put a little bit of glitter on my dull existence.
Alcohol, drugs, gambling, womens…I tried every single addiction . And then I met the love of my life. The biggest addiction of my life. A splendid unmated woman who was willing to accept me just as I am.
I loved her with all my heart, until my addictions became too hard to deal with and one day being damned drunk I hurt her. We weren’t fated mates, but our love was strong and I accepted her just as she accepted me. I thought that this would be enough.