Let's face it. I didn't have to worry about Sean fucking wolves, any more than he had to worry about me leaving him for a wolf. He was as aware of the problems with wolves as romantic partners as I was. Lenore was different. She was human, and Sean had cared enough about her to date her for a year. I hadn't been married to Sean for years and years. I didn't have the wealth of experience with my partner that my parents had before they'd decided they could fuck someone else without worrying. I'd been married less than three months, known him for two plus years. There was a...