"If you have a pack then why are you with the Preds?" I asked.
"My pack pretty much doesn't exist anymore, you know? Our Alpha and Beta were killed in the mines, alongside many of our own. Those who remained… We'll, let's say we're all trying to fend for ourselves as we can."
"I see…"
"What are you doing here all alone?"
"I was going back to school, to my dorm. What are you doing here?"
"I was going home."
"Home? In the middle of the woods?" I asked, a little confused.
"Yeah, my old man left me a shitty hunting cabin when he died. That's where I live most of the time."
"You have a pack and whatever the Preds are, and you still choose to live by yourself?" I asked, genuinely curious. He smiled at my question; his smile was beautiful.
"Can I see you closer?" He asked. I had a mix of
