The howling neared and my extreme sensitive senses picked up the number of wolves that had surrounded us.
Their paws pounded closer letting us clearly see their faces.
Rome's grip tightened around my waist and he went rigid, ready to attack if needed. The last we were all face to face, it had led to a separation that took all this time to erase. But here we were again, standing face to face with uncertainties. This felt like Deja Vu.
The howling stopped and the familiar half naked figure of Duke's came striding through the bushes. Determination filled his face, anger visible in his eyes. The scars and injuries on his skin slowing regenerating to leave a spotless tanned skin. His muscles flaunted that manliness of him but surprisingly, the pull towards him had dulled. Compared to the pul
