After that confrontation between Nena and I, our relationship had changed. She wasn't speaking to me and I wasn't speaking to her. However, our wolves communicated as much as they could. It was hard to seperate the two from one another and it sucked, but that's how the imprinting worked. It didn't matter whether the hosts hated or loved one another, if the wolf wanted someone or something, it was what they wanted. Sleeping in separate rooms was hard enough, but having to hear the conversation between the two was harder. Our emotions and the sudden urge of lust was too painful for us to not experience. Yeah, I couldn't stand Nena, but at the same time, I enjoyed being between her legs. Her mouth on my c**k was a f*****g miss as well. She knew what she was doing. I'm sure she felt the same w
