Charlie's Point of View.
I tried to stay away from dinner, I really did. I tried to tell Enzo that there was no point in putting ourselves through unnecessary misery but he just wouldn't calm down. We'd gone running, I'd done a couple of hour's sparring with one of my tougher warriors, but I just could not get Alex out of my head. And every time I thought of her Enzo howled in my mind, until I couldn't think straight. 'Just five minutes' I'd told myself on the way over. 'I can check in and make sure she is ok, I can be polite and then I can go again.' The trouble is as soon as I smelt her, I knew I wasn't going anywhere. And when I saw her, Enzo instantly felt better and so did I. So the question was, what the f**k was I going to do about all of this? I'd considered lot's of opt
