"So you had a conversation with your wolf?" Allison asked. She frowned. "Haven't you been doing that?"
Deucalion shook his head while he flipped the pancake in the pan. "Not exactly. I don't really remember what my relationship was like with the wolf before everything went down with Victoria, but since then, I've sort of just locked myself away while in animal form."
When it was finished, he added the pancake to the stack and turned off the oven. With a bottle of syrup and two forks, he took the plate to the table and sat next to Allison.
They'd both slept in late and had decided on brunch. He'd decided that after they had a talk, he was going to go hang out with Sebastian to start making plans.
You accepted me, as well you should have, the wolf said in a grumpy tone.
Don't start, Deu
