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New Wolf novel Chapter 110

Summary for Chapter 110: New Wolf

Summary of Chapter 110 – A turning point in New Wolf by Shea

Chapter 110 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of New Wolf, written by Shea. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

It was then I remembered wanting her again, feeling her again for the first time. She was mine, yet our love feels so incomplete without marriage. I had planned on presenting the ring to her the night she came back, but it still wasn't the right time. I've been putting this off since the day I proposed to her, but for 8 of those days, I thought she was dead.

Even the thought alone itself was enough to shatter my heart.

I haven't felt hurt like that in my life, I haven't felt rage like that at all. I'd begged and prayed that she'd come back to me, and when she did, I thought I'd be happy, I thought everything would be fine. But I couldn't be any angrier. I wanted to yell at her, I wanted to cuss, scream and shake her until she understood the gravity of her actions. At the same time, I wanted to hold her, I wanted to cry, laugh and love her so hard she couldn't possibly see the reason to leave my side.

But I did neither. I simply ignored her. If only I'd known that she left because of me, I wouldn't have isolated myself. I knew she was hurting too but, I wanted her to feel anything and more. Eight days was a lot to be missing a mate, especially fresh out of marking. I had convinced myself that void will never be filled again but I was wrong.

She was mine again.

"Are you okay? You're breathing kinda hard."

"Do you miss them, Hanna?"

"You're crying." She pointed out.

"Do you miss them?" I asked again.

"There's no way you could have know. They would have got him sooner or later for leaving the Raiders."

"I wish they didn't."

"Hanna," I sat up from her, and for the first time in weeks, her eyes were back to those brown orbs I fell in love with. For the first time in weeks, she wasn't hiding or lying about what she felt. For the first time, she was unguarded.

She sat up. "I really miss him," she admitted, the tears rolling down cheeks to her chin. "I-I want him to come back." She sobbed.

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