*Francine*
Francine was still shaken by what had happened that day. She was still hugging her father as they made their way home. She weakly smiled at Samuel from time to time and the journey home was mostly quiet. In the back of her mind she could feel Alaric pacing for some reason. As she yawned, she spoke to him. "Alaric, What are you doing?" He stopped pacing before he yipped in excitement. "Mate!" Francine was confused. "Yes, that is me." Alaric huffed. "No, mate!" Francine looked over at Samuel. He in turn was looking at her.
She whispered to him. "Your wolf is acting weird." Samuel rolled his eyes. "He's always weird." Francine giggled. "No, silly. He is running around saying mate, over and over." Samuel sighed before he tapped his temple. "There is someone who wants to meet you.
