Tears fell down my cheeks and I quickly tried to wipe them away.

"A monster..." I whispered.

He stepped closer to me.

"I don't understand..." he said, keeping his tone low. "Explain it to me."

"Can't you see it with your eyes? On the night of the full moon, I become this... this monster!" I yelled. "I'm not normal and Shirly was right, I could never be the Luna that your pack needs. I'm a freak, Elliot. You are better off without me..."

I thought he would have walked away or yelled at me. But what I wasn't expecting was for Elliot to fall to his knees in front of me and look at me with such compassion that my heart nearly exploded in my chest.

"You are not a monster, Silver," he said, his tone firm and yet filled with sincerity. "You are different, but you are not a monster. You are my wife, and you are still the Luna of this pack. I don't care what Shirly said to you. Whatever this is, we will figure it out."

"How can you say that? Look at me, Elliot..."

His image became blurry as more tears filled my eyes.

He grabbed my face in his hands and held it steady as he gazed into my eyes.

are beautiful, Silver," he

let out the sobs I'd been holding, and my entire body was shaking as I cried. I felt Elliot's warm arms wrap

of my face and peppering kisses along my forehead. He whispered soft

feel a sense of security that I

out and yet here

buried my face in his chest and breathed in his scent, allowing it to

whispered. "Or

my drawing

up at him and

as I left the comfort of his arms, I felt the anxieties and fears returning to me. But it

you as a canvas?" I

to touch him

lips as he unbuttoned his shirt. I watched with bated breath as he

He watched me with dark eyes as I ran the brush across his flesh. His

I leaned against him and allowed him to

long does this usually last?" He asked, holding me

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