CHAPTER 25

Henrico Zattani

The girl is crying in my arms, keeping her lips closed and shivering like she's freezing cold. I pull her closer to my chest, keeping her warm and safe. I don't like the feeling I'm feeling right now, it refers to a protective instinct. I want to take care of her and dry her tears, when not so long ago I decided to keep my distance from her.

"Shhh…it's okay. No need to cry, honey." I kiss her black strands and run my hands down her back in a gentle caress, trying to soothe her.

I don't know what were the reasons that brought her here, straight to the wolf's den. But I know she's not well and I want an explanation.

"You do not understand." he says, pulling away from me.

I groan, hating the emptiness I feel when she leaves my arms.

I change my expression quickly, adhering to an indifferent posture, and tilt my head to get a better look at her.

"Then explain it to me." I murmur. Her eyes stare at me with a different glow, they are red and puffy from crying and my chest ti