Tears fell down my cheeks and I quickly tried to wipe them away.

"A monster..." I whispered.

He stepped closer to me.

"I don't understand..." he said, keeping his tone low. "Explain it to me."

"Can't you see it with your eyes? On the night of the full moon, I become this... this monster!" I yelled. "I'm not normal and Shirly was right, I could never be the Luna that your pack needs. I'm a freak, Elliot. You are better off without me..."

I thought he would have walked away or yelled at me. But what I wasn't expecting was for Elliot to fall to his knees in front of me and look at me with such compassion that my heart nearly exploded in my chest.

"You are not a monster, Silver," he said, his tone firm and yet filled with sincerity. "You are different, but you are not a monster. You are my wife, and you are still the Luna of this pack. I don't care what Shirly said to you. Whatever this is, we will figure it out."

"How can you say that? Look at me, Elliot..."

His image became blurry as more tears filled my eyes.

hands and held it steady as he gazed into my

are beautiful, Silver," he

was shaking as I cried. I felt Elliot's warm arms wrap

my back, brushing the damp pieces of hair out of my face and peppering kisses along my forehead. He whispered soft things that made my

sense of security that I

out and yet here Elliot was, taking care of me like I wasn't a monster or a

in his chest and breathed in his scent, allowing it to

something for me?" He whispered. "Or you

was using my drawing as a distraction,

up at him

comfort of his arms, I felt

I use you as a canvas?" I asked a little

touch him and be

bated breath as he stripped off

rose on his chest. He watched me with dark eyes as I ran the brush across his flesh. His breathing grew heavy and started

done, I leaned against him and allowed him

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