(Calvin's POV)
I am not at all happy about living among humans. I don't hate them but that doesn't mean I'll leave my home, live away from the wilderness just for the sake of "saving the humans." I have no desire to hurt them nor save them. If they harm our kind, I don't see why we can't harm them. War is inevitable with the way this filthy race is trying to wipe our existence.
But my opinion doesn't matter, of course. I can't also be bothered with the planning of taking over humans.
Our mate is a human too. My wolf chimed in, reminding me of those beautiful chocolate eyes of my mate.
She is the exception of my hate, of course. Those other vile creatures can never measure up to her value in my heart. The whole human race can't measure up to her toes in my eyes. I stated proudly. My wol
