“Do you want to get married?”
I almost choke on my food. “Do you mean right now?” I realize how stupid of a question that is the second I say it.
She laughs. “No… But Liza was telling me that some wolves don’t get married because that kind of ceremony doesn’t really matter to them.”
“Oh… I mean… Well… My parents got married… I mean, it was part of their mating ceremony, but they had a wedding and my mom changed her name to Cruz. But Liza is right. Some wolves don’t… they don’t think it is important.”
“Well, what do you think?”
I shrug, unsure of what to say. “No, I am serious,” she presses, “I want to know what you think.”
“I guess I always assumed I would get married as pa
