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-Helena- “So, is this where you confess your love for me and tell me just how important I am and that you want to spend the rest of your life with me as you get down on one knee?” I teased, backing up against a tree and looking at Wylder playfully. “Isn’t that the human way?” he asked. I nodded, and we both laughed a little. Wylder had suggested a walk after breakfast. It had really surprised me, but I had agreed. I just didn’t see him as the type who took long walks, but why wouldn’t he? He was a wolf, too. He enjoyed the forest as well. Yet I saw him more as the “grumpy and powerful, always thinking about life-or-death situations” alpha. “I don’t really do things the human way,” he explained, moving closer to me. “No?” I asked. “Too slow.” “Too slow?” I questioned. Wylder nodded,