Alric's pov
Arghh…I groaned the moment I woke up. I had slept too little thanks to the old lady cringe date that felt more like a kid birthday party, I mean who does ballet during the date.
Dragging my body to the balcony I watched the full beauty of Italy. It was a splendid sight, the green carpet of grasses that formed the floor.
Lighting up a cigarette, I inhaled the aroma of mint and tobacco, then exhaled into the peaceful atmosphere.
Italy was peaceful, not like the time I had to leave years ago after almost destroying some human lives. My wolf was new to a new environment then, and everything seemed to make him sensitive and push him to transform.
The fear of hurting Ken and his grandmother, or even making them actually find out, meant I had to leave.
But now, with my dickhea
