The morning after the ceremony, and after another night of threesome s*x, Micky gets up, does what he has to do in the bathroom, puts on some jeans, sneakers and a t-shirt, and goes out onto the street.
He didn't eat breakfast, wasn't hungry or wanted to be seen. He enters the forest, advancing to a clearing where he used to like to think. Nobody knew that place, so close to the edge of the border, because it was difficult to access.
The small clearing was surrounded by dense forest, and many hawthorns, which when in bloom were beautiful, but which would tear the flesh of anyone who wanted to pass through them.
A long time ago, when he was still a pup, he found a way in and there he often cried for Alex.
He had stopped going there since he became the beta of the pack, and today, he was
