MY WANTS

SAMANTHA’S POV.

I snuggled my body meekily under the tender, silky cover on my bed. My back ached so bad, but it’d turn into a soothing pain as I starched on the bed.

My normal routine before sleeping started, whereby I had to think about every disgusting thing I did that day and even years ago, blame myself, praise myself a little, and have a mixture of regrets.

"Did I do the right thing with Alpha Draglun?"

I shunned him. I could have just said NO politely, but I said it in a rage. I just hope he understands that I don't want that life anymore.

Alpha Herveaux is the strongest man I know, and I believe he can fight off whoever threatens his pack. Moreover, He places it on a high pedestal, so he’ll never watch it fall.

"I just hope my thoughts are right," I said, thinking out loud. Like usual, I fell asleep without knowing it; all I knew was that I felt peaceful with a great ache in my heart that I refused to acknowledge.

I felt a soft, hairy hand on my face. "Alpha Herveaux,"