Life After the Storm

IVAN'S POV

As I am laying on the floor, I'm not sure how I got here or what the fuck is going on. I'm not sure what room I'm in. It doesn't look familiar at all. My head is pounding I go to touch my neck, fuck as I touch it I feel pain. Then a smell begins to overpower my nostrils and almost makes me weak in my knees. I go to look up, and that's when I see the most beautiful she-wolf that I have ever seen in my entire life.

She looks so beautiful with her green eyes and her long brown hair as she is looking at me. I see instant fear, not sure why she is so afraid of me. I look down at her body, loving her naked body. As I let a growl out, making sure it's known that she is mine. Not liking that her body is exposed, I want to cover her, but I can see that she fears me and I want to avoid frightening her more than what she already is.

she-wolf that wasn't head over heals for me. God, I will not kiss her ass to make her choose to be with me. I won't force her. What is the fucking point? I'm

idiot? I don't know what is going to happen if she wants to leave. I can't keep her here if she doesn't want to be here. I wonder how can she

want to feel her touch so badly, but I don't want to ruin any chance that I may have to win her over, if that is even possible. As she walks past me, her smell is making me crazy. I want to feel her body against mine. God, when she walks pass

she is not comfortable with me and I don't want to ruin any chance of maybe gaining her trust if it's at all possible. I don't know what I'm going to do, fuck. How am I going

smells of her blood, what has happened to my poor mate. Who has been hurting my mate? Was it really me that hurt her? I only smell me and her, and another smell of a child.