52. Lorenzo
I have never had a mate in my life and it has never bothered me; I had always believed that she-wolves were nothing more than greedy animals, incapable of genuine love especially towards a man like me.
My belief was if you give them your heart, they will use your feelings against you. They were heartless, and I could not forget the trauma inflicted upon me by a she-wolf I once trusted with everything I had.
No one knew about this, and I would never disclose it to anyone. If anyone found out, they would weaponize it against me and try to tear me down.
I would only allow that to happen when I lay beneath the earth, lifeless.
She was the reason I had learned to despise she-wolves. I used them like puppets, satisfying my urges and exacting my vengeance for what had happened
