‘Why can’t we go see her? I miss her.’ The wolf whines.
‘Because we’re being followed. Do you want to get her in trouble?’ Alessio asks his wolf and the animal is stubborn enough not to even look at him.
‘Don’t you miss her?’ The wolf wants to know and he is miserable just as much as his wolf is. They share the feelings, or did the wolf forget that?
‘Yes, I miss her. I want to see her. I want to be with her. But can’t you see we would put her in danger? Uncle Vito is off the rails!’ Alessio tells his wolf.
‘But she’s our mate. We have to go to her.’ The wolf insists.
‘You’re not listening to me, are you?’ Alessio growls at the wolf.
“Alessio! Do you want to see a picture of your future mate?” His mother asks through the door and he throws a boot at it.
“Go away! Leave me alone and
