Greatwater Lake Not the Man I Once Was

All this time, she thought she was strong—born to be a warrior and with a unwavering sense of right and wrong. But now, she felt weak with him standing there asking her if she wanted to keep seeing him. She should say no, she should say that they should go their separate ways and put this in the past; it was the best for them both. But it wasn't what her heart wanted, and no matter how level-headed she was, she always struggled to go against her heart.

I want to, she said softly, her voice strained some as if she had to force the words from her mouth. It was weak and impulsive, she knew. It was the wrong decision in so many ways. I know I shouldn't, but I still want to see you. This time her words were a little more steady. She finally lifted her gaze to meet his, worry in her gaze as she spoke again. But what happens if things get worse? she asked. What then? If they continued feeding whatever was between them, what would happen if things got even more complicated between her pack and his?