(Author's POV)
Sara looked at the sky, the sun was about to rise. She then turned her head towards Noah, took two steps and stood him front of him, face to face. She ruffled his head and patted him like a child, "You are a good person, Noah. Whether you are a human or a werewolf, it does not matter to me. I like you because you are Noah. Not an Everests or a wolf."
Noah was overwhelmed with emotions. No one has said such words to him while growing up. His family has shunned him. His maternal family was cruel to him to. They didn't wanted to be associated with him. Only Greg and his family and very few of the other pack members, showed any kind of sympathy towards him. But most of them pitied him.
His eyes turned slightly watery as he pulled Sara into an embrace and hugged her tightly. She hugged him back. The sun rose from the sky and they lost in each other's passionate kiss.
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