“Ah. Well, Wyatt could answer better than I, for sure since I have yet to find my love though I feel she is close. In fact, as I stepped closer to Bristol earlier, I momentarily panicked thinking it was her because I caught the slightest of scents but thankfully it was a mistake. She truly smells putrid to me. However, let me tell you what I do know.”
“Sure.” This was weird.
“A betrothed or mate, as our beasts prefer to call them, is our other half. We are animals. Wild, unpredictable, and feral in some cases,” Wyatt grinned and nudged Bruce. “When we find our counterpart, what we get is the individual who balances us out. They calm us and round us out. However, because we are primal beasts, we are very protective of what we consider ours.”
“People aren’t possessions.” She retorted as s
