Noah’s POVGiving Amelia space and time is going against every fiber in my body. I desperately wanted to wait by her door day and night if needed just to make things right, but I know that’s not what she needs. I have noticed how she has changed from when she was younger. I remember her wild, carefree attitude. Amelia and Olivia ran that pack house crazy growing up and they were often seen running from the trouble that they had caused. Those two were thick as thieves and got away with murder. I can still see her running around with the other boys, with her blonde hair whipping in the wind. Back then I was irritated at the attention she got from guys, but maybe my wolf sensed something special about her even when we were younger. It didn’t help that I was the only guy she would avoid at all cost. Since she lost her parents she has closed off everyone around her, everyone except my sister. She built her walls and wouldn’t let anyone in, so majority gave up. The one thing that never cha
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