Chapter 105 Be Honest, Do You Want This?

• Celeste sprinted pass Zillon into the yard, only stopping when she sat like a cute cat on the veranda. Zillon stopped at the gate, tilting his head.
• Even in her wolf form she was the prettiest thing he had ever laid his eyes on. Her fur was as white as chalk and as pretty as an angel’s wing, she was small, not even half his size and yet there was nothing more beautiful than her running stunningly beside him.
• She was quick on her feet or rather paws, even faster than him, she looked so free in the skin of her wolf... as though she was embedded in the wind...