Chapter 97

Stella McCartney's POV

His heart and his body is mine. No one owns it. I stand by him as he eats the food rapidly. The smile on my face keeps glowing as if I won a golden ticket.

I would stop watching swallow that food because it amazes me. I know he would think I missed him that much, hell no!

I was too busy to remember he existed. The role of the Alpha is exhausting. I am indeed happy I could just be like this close to him and never worry about anything.

I can't just stop thinking about the stress he passes through day by day and I wonder about his survival mechanism.

A person that goes to war and comes back after a long walk to chat with his people is not just a warrior.

What I see in front of me is bravery. I know he would at one point or the other be scared of facing the enemy, especially the strong one.

I know I wasn't really familiar with the enemy he battled with, but I know he is kinda strong.

Two of us are not enough to hold the fis