In the drawing room at our house, Malachi kept a few lupiaries, or wolf diaries, and James spent a lot of his time there reading through them all. The books were filled with our lineage, history, births, deaths and imprintings that had taken place over the years. It was also filled with information on our kind, and you could find almost anything in there.
“I’ve been doing some research,” James said with a grin. We were in the library again, and it was just before lunch.
“About what?”
James shifted closer to me. “Did you know that wolves can imprint without being mates?”
“That’s ridiculous,” I said. I’d never heard of something like that happening. James loved knowing random facts, and he started enlightening me about what he’d learned.
When two wolves meet, and they imprint, they both
