Keiran

Breathing softly, Keiran was trying to subdue his tension and remain level-headed. This was such a sore subject, and it brought so many horrible memories. Every time he even opened the lid to that dark box, he filled with dread and gut-wrenching panic. And after that, guilt and panic followed. They exploded in his brain, ruining his every part of the conscience. It was no wonder he lost control so many times. This trauma was still haunting him. But his trauma was his life. How could he escape it?

His gaze slid to his mate, and he got his answer. By being with her. She was the only person...