My step mother forced me to see a doctor for my ribs. I told him I fell on them.
Life went on after the battle. I apologized to Amanda and tried to make the best of life with Haven.
I tried to ignore it but she had changed. It had been almost two years since I had met her. She had figured out what the world was about. I had changed to. I was no longer the bad ass from the city streets, I had learned to trust and I had tasted true love. I had become compassionate and giving. Traits I would at times regret.
I tried to trust Haven and I eventually convinced myself that I did, even though I kept her at arm�s length. And she seemed to try to see me as something other than what I was.
As Haven and I tried to make a broken relationship work, I met a young man slightly older than I named Alexander. I thought he was just a lost young man� he turned out to be an amazing ally.
Haven and I eventually broke up. When it happened I found myself at Brently�s house. I spoke with his grandmother for a while. I never felt so horrible in my life.
Thankfully Alexander picked me up there. I realized that night that I was still alone. I guess that�s what it means to be the DarkWolf. It means being alone.