Literature
The Wolf and The Pheonix chapter.1
My dads always told me, never trust a criminal, they never said anything about loving one. A tall wolf with dark black fur and piercing green eyes. My protector and my only love. He always had his hair tied back into a ponytail that i couldn't help but twirl my fingers in. Even his name drove me wild...Damien...there were many with the name but he was different. He always would be. My dads wouldn’t ever like him, he was a criminal. Cold and ruthless, but they didn’t know him like i did, the wolf that would rather protect the rabbits than eat them.
The day we met...the day I can’t ever forget. It was a normal day at sch