“This will be your room for the time being.” Roy said opening the door to the guest room for Kimberly.

‘She ought to be in our bedroom, on our bed and in our arms, so we can comfort her.' His wolf said to him.

Roy managed not to roll his eyes at the statement. Here he was trying to keep as much distance as possible away from this stranger, while his wolf was trying to do otherwise.

“I’ll get you something clean to change into.”

Kimberly couldn’t bring herself to say anything because her throat was dry and sore from crying for too long. How could she stop crying when her life had just crumbled before her eyes. She quietly watched as the helpful stranger walked out of the bedroom, she didn’t even get to know his name. Letting out a deep sigh, she settled herself on the floor with her legs crossed.

Roy couldn’t believe that he was about to go into this bedroom. He hasn’t been in here for years because coming here only brought him pain and sad memories. But, now he needs to do this. This was the only place he could get something for his mate to wear.

‘His mate.' Why was he even referring to her in that manner?

She’s human and it was humans like her who took away the life of his only source of happiness. They were the real reason behind his loneliness.

Why was he even helping this stranger?

Was it because his wolf got this weird and idea that she was his mate? Or was it just out of kindness? He wondered, reaching for the door knob.

“You can do this.” He told himself before opening the door to the bedroom.

Roy was hit with a wave of nostalgia as he stared at his younger sister’s bedroom. He could still vividly remember when he used to have movie nights with his sister in her room, halfway through the movie she’d end up playing with his wolf and eventually fall asleep on him.

Roy was far much older than his baby sister, but she was his best friend and only companion.

He walked into her closet and everything was still the same as the day she died. He made the decision not to change anything in her bedroom as a way to still be close to her. He never wants to let go of his baby sister.

He could never forgive himself for not being there when the incident occurred, although he murdered the culprits in cold blood, he didn’t feel that satisfaction and still couldn’t get the guilt from off his chest.copy right hot novel pub