The eyes can't unsee what they have seen. ears can't unhear what they have heard. A mouth can't unsay what it has said. But, my heart can not unlove who it had loved.
The heart can't be satisfied if it never goes after what it has wanted for so long. But, does it really want it or is your mind telling your heart that?
That question is asked every day by me. Does my heart really love Damian or did my brain convince my heart to think that? Either way I know now that I couldn't live without him. He is my protector and me? I am his to keep, I am The Princess of the Pack.
A war has started and I am the center of it. The leader of a pack must bed me and wed me. If and if that is to happen, the leader has a wish waiting to be granted.
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Princess of the Pack
FantasyThe belief of mythical creatures never really interested me until i fell in love with a wolf. Not only do i believe in mythical creatures. I unintentionally get myself stuck in the middle of battling to see who not only can bed me but be my husban...
