GREYSON POV

I had waited so long, so long to finally reunite with my mate and now she was pushing me away at every turn and for now but I wasn't going to give up on her so easily like that five years ago.

I allowed her to slip right through my fingers like a wind that had passed me by and had crossed my grasp.

For five long years, these years it felt longer than the three decades that I had already lived.

The only thing that seemed to be keeping me sane all that time that I spent wrapped in my depression was the chance that I was...