Toya shrugs. Knowing my dilemma all too well, as she has too, having failed to find a man she wants to be with long-term. No one meets her high standards, and no one can match her dominant boyish energy. I don’t know how wolves manage to find the ‘one’ in a pack, even a pack as huge as ours.
“Guess you won’t know if you don’t try. But then I guess that means you could hurt him more than refusing him now if it doesn’t pan out…he’s been your loyal puppy for as many years as we drew breath.”
“Which is what is holding me back.” I've always known Simon liked me, and part of me felt secure in that fact, enjoying having him around to shield me from interested boys in the past. Not that there are any now. No one wants a defective wolfless femme whose only gifts are healing children and getting r
