Chapter 44

I took the bottle of alcohol to my lips again, taking a long drink and remaining silent; normally, if he didn’t answer me, he would leave me alone, and I could continue drinking alcohol; there were only a couple of bottles left for the liquor cabinet I owned to run out. I didn’t want to be aware of what was happening, I had enough of being able to remember perfectly his words, his tone of voice, and his sharp look full of hate. A hatred which was directed towards me, and I could do nothing to remedy it, that’s how a werewolf came to the end of his feelings and sometimes of his life, with the rejection of his mate, and that’s what she did with me. She rejected me.

The door opened with a quick bang, but I didn’t look away from the wall. I was watching as if my whole life was focused on describing what it hid. Instead, it only had scratches created by my beast, just as every piece of furniture in my room was smashed and scattered all over the place fo