Chapter 35: Nothing Else Matters

Tristan

I knew what I was doing. I knew that it was what I wanted. The Fate of a wolf is often decided for him or her and the Pull was never a thing you could deny. It drew me to her and I didn’t know that I’d ever get to this point with a human such as her. But I knew that I didn’t want to spend another minute of my life without her in it.

The ring I held in my hand I had saved for many years; it once belonged to my grandmother. If she were here to witness this, she would have supported me.

“Pull or no pull,” she once told me. “No one can tell you who to love, my dear, not truly.”