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156. War of Self
~ CARA ~
My mind felt as if it was being torn down the middle. Or was it my soul?
There were two Caras, two hearts, two sets of feelings, two intentions. Body versus mind.
When Rig flipped me onto my back, the animal came forward—aggressive, feral, afraid, fighting for life. But my soul knew him.
Rig wouldn’t hurt me.
My heart wanted him—wanted to pull him close and keep him closer.
One moment my eyes saw my husband, the male I wanted to embrace, to taste, to hold me. The next he was a dog. Danger. I wanted to fight.
I felt like I was going insane.
I couldn&
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