Amy,
I haven’t heard from you in a week. I hope you read my letter. I know it is stupid for me to think you will forgive me instantly, but I hope you will give me a minute to explain it to you. I’ve spent this last week getting updates every day from Sterling. I don’t know if I ever told you he is my cousin.
He told me you have been stuck in your apartment. I can’t help but worry about what you’re going through. Has your heat ended? Have you been looking for me? Have you called? I know the answer to the last one, it’s not, but I wish it was yes. I check my phone endlessly all day waiting for your message.
I even look for an email, anything to let me know what is going on.
I was too stupid to get Wendy’s or Toya’s number as I ran like a coward from your place. But your scent, goddess, your scent, was driving me crazy. It’s wrong and still it was the most delicious scent I had ever smelled in my life.
I can’t sleep without dreaming of you.
I know you struggled with your heat, and I am so sorry. If we were a little less stupid, or had wolves a little less stubborn, this would have never happened. I would have never fallen in love with you, or maybe you would be smart enough not to like me. I don’t know.
I don’t know what to think or how to feel. What I do know is that I dream of you. Every day. I smell your skin in the air, taste your lips against mine. And then I wake up and you’re gone, a ghost.
You are haunting me, and I don’t ever want you to stop.
Goddess, save me.
Rowan
I toss the letter down and wipe my face. It was only the second one and I can barely breathe. How am I supposed to do this? Read them all? But then I remember Megan’s words and I grab the next letter. If he was brave enough to write them, I would read them.
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