37. First Lesson to be a true werewolf

Violet POV

The sun had just set and anxiety was already creeping over me with its thrill that made me glance anxiously every second at the window.

I'm afraid that some mad man will dare to enter here. Cause Maxon already knows where I am right now.

And my hunch is that he will come again.

Will there be more letters to be sent today?

Every day I feel more and more unfamiliar with myself. And it made me think about his words more than I should.

"Are you sick? You seem scared and overthinking something" Ema lit a scented candle in the corner of my bedroom.

I'm still curled up in bed "nothing. I'm fine"

"You know? You can tell me anything if you want"

I didn't answer her.

It's not that I don't want to share my story with her. Surprisingly in this manor Ema became the first person I liked.

I just don't feel ready.

She left my room and left me alone.

"Violet you should have said what you wanted to say" the voice in my head spoke again.

I closed my eyes to push her away. When the sound of my