Yes, I made a mistake, a really big one, but how long should I have to pay for it?
I mean, come on, being cursed to stay in my shifted form until my fated mate stumbles upon me? I wish there was another way to pay but when you do the crime, I guess you have to do the time.
Until then, I’ll be sitting here, a mustard yellow recliner that’s seen better days, a relic from decades past. My mate is out there, somewhere…I think… I hope.
= But with each day that passes, it just doesn’t seem likely.
