Grayson’s POV
‘Mom is sad again.’ Able my wolf tells me.
‘Mom is always sad Able. I don’t like it when she is sad though.’ I said back to him.
‘Maybe we can make her a present. She will be happy then.’ Able suggests.
‘Ok. What should we make her?’ I ask him.
‘Let’s ask Sonya. She will know what to do!’ Able says.
I like that idea. Sonya always knows just what to do. She has been here for a week now and I love spending time with her. She is mine and I am hers. I’m not really sure what all that means, but I do know that I don’t want Sonya to play with any other little boys. I don’t care about girls, but when other boys at the playground want her to play with them too it makes me and Able mad and Able growls at them to get them away from her.
I silently walk back out of the room. Mom
