“Why do you think he kept me alive and trained me all these years?” Leila asked Dante.
They were in their bedroom cuddled up together, the trip back from the woods had them excited. Leila had teased him non-stop on the way back and Dante ensured he punished her wickedly for it.
“I wish I knew, it’s the piece that does not exactly fit into our current description of who he really is. I mean he can always say that he has no such beef with werewolves and use the fact that he nurtured your pack to back his claim. This is one of the reasons we need concrete evidence to back our suspicion.”
“But then we still need to know why he acted that way.”
“Maybe because he needed a werewolf to help him take me down. Or maybe its because he’s needed a side story portraying him as a friend to werewolve
