Willow POV
“You look beautiful tonight,” he said. Then he cleared his throat, looking down the road. “Where would you like to eat?”
“There’s really only one place unless you want diner food. Giorgio’s, just down the street. I hope you like Italian.”
He smiled, and I sucked in a breath as the bond tugged at me. “It’s a favorite. Shall we walk?”
“Fine with me.”
We covered the three blocks quickly, in a surprisingly companionable silence. If I had to admit it to myself, I was glad to finally be around another wolf. We were pack animals by nature. Being without a pack for so long brought on a level of loneliness I don’t think humans could ever fully understand. I may not be able to join his pack, but I would enjoy my time around a pack while I had it.
The doors to the restaurant were s
