Chapter 96 That Girl
- Carlos’s P.O.V.
- The sight of that old gray wolf had never failed to soften the edges of my soul. Its fur was worn thin, and one buttoned eye was dangling by a thread. But still, it was priceless for me.
- I brushed my fingers over its rough fabric and for a moment, I was back in the Crystal River Pack as a lonely boy, clutching the only warmth he had.