Before Rhys himself drifted into a peaceful sleep, he considered what Analise had said. She didn't want to be an animal. Perhaps that was what he was for denying his wolf such a simple pleasure as company for all these years. Analise's physical agony was all because she refused to accept what she was. Was that really any different than Rhys and the depth of his loneliness? Even as a born wolf, had he every truly embraced what he was?
What did it mean to be a werewolf?
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