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"I wasn't going to hurt her..." Any human would never be able to depict my quiet voice.

Paul looks down at me at the sun rays shown down on his skin. His expression not angry, but full of anxiety like I might break my ankle if I take one step forward. I can't break any bones, not anymore but I know it isn't me breaking a bone that he's afraid of, it's the sunlight.

"I know, I'm sorry I tackled you." He apologizes. "You were near the sun rays, anyone could have seen you. You have to be more careful."

He isn't afraid of me hurting a human? My instincts wanted me to, but I fought against them before he tackled me.

"You weren't afraid I was going to hurt a human?" I ask, be tilts his head to the side slightly while his gaze stays on me.

"No. If you were going to do it you would have already done it." He bluntly responds.

"I fought it." I tell him.

"I know you did. But you need to be more careful next time, if someone saw you—" He warns.

"They won't." I assure him.

My legs take a step forward to him while my arms wrap around his body, he automatically pulls me into his chest while resting his chin against my head. I let out a breath of contentment. I don't want it to be like this every time I see a human, how am I going to keep my job? Be around my mom? Or aunt Layla? I do need to get this under control. Our hug breaks when I look up at him.

"How am I going to do this?" I ask him feeling confused and worried. "How am I going to keep my job and see my mom?"

Paul cups my face, his gaze holds mine. "You're going to do great."

"How do you know that?" I ask again with worry lacing my voice.

"Because I know you. You overcame so much in your human life and you still woke up every day to keep fighting. You may not have to fight in the same way now but you're still going to fight this and make it. You don't have to tell your mom about any of this but you will see her again and she'll love you just the same." He finishes by placing a kiss against my nose, only if I were human my cheeks would have been blushing pink.

"What if I can't? I don't want to feel this burning in my throat all the time. When does it stop?" I ask feeling doubt.

I still haven't hunted another deer and I still feel as confused as ever with how I am going to act human around other humans.

"I know you can do this, you're strong, you've always been strong." He drops his hands to his side before taking one of my hands and gently tugging me in the direction we begin walking in.

He's careful not to let me hit the sun rays that break through patches in a few trees until we're far enough away from the humans and the hiking trails. He lets go of my hand before I see the large wolf that I love, he turns and looks at me fondly before running in the same direction we were walking.

A smile spreads across my face as my legs step quickly in front of each other while I run after him, the wind blows my hair back like a cool fan while I keep up my pace through the greenery and the many trees. I recognize where we are now, my eyes land on Paul's house with the same car I remember from last time in the driveway.

When I don't see him nearby I focus my listening until I can hear him, I turn my head to see his dark hair coming into view and a friendly smile on his face. We enter the house as the thunder begins to clash loudly while the rain hits the glass of the house. Paul closes the front door and takes my hand before turning to face me, my eyes scan his bare torso as my eyes focus on the sound of his heartbeat. Our eyes connect for a moment before he slowly walks toward me, his eyes flicker down to my lips for a moment as his hands are placed at my waist.

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