She left and he let her. He couldn’t follow her, he knew that if he’d catch up to her, he wouldn’t be able to go back to Milan. Not today, maybe not at all. And she wouldn’t allow him to give up on his education like this. He sat in silence, breathing in her scent until it was nearly gone, until he could feel that she was no longer close to him. Only then, he shifted and went back to his packhouse to collect his stuff and drive away from here. The drive was long, and if he wanted to reach Milan around dinner time, he couldn’t delay it any longer. But it was getting more and more difficult to leave her, the bond was growing stronger every time they met. Maybe we should just mark her, make her ours, Lucio growled. He sighed. She needed to be ready for this, he didn’t want to force it on her.
