The Painters Savior
**Chase looks up at me and his eyes have tears on the edge of his eye lids.
I step towards him and place my hands on his chest. I slowly raise my hands up to his neck and pull him flat against me.
“You thought I was a weak flower. Thought so low of me. Made me seem pathetic. You think I need you?” I whisper into his ear.
I kiss right below his ear and whisper, “well, I don’t"**
Felicita has lived her whole life in fear. Bullies at school, problems at home.
One evening she decided that shes had enough. On her attempt to commit suicide shes stopped by a gorgeous stranger. She felt safe with him and it felt right. The constant tingles and giggles that came with him. Everything seemed to get easier.
But does that mean it was worth risking everything? When she found herself in the middle of a war, werewolf -that were almost extinct- against human hunters, she realizes that maybe, just maybe, it isn't.