Fenrir's pov….

“That she wolf, Thalia is pretty, I need to start making moves before Tyrus takes her. “ I said to myself, as I returned the body spray back into the container.

I had rehearsed my first sentence so many times.

Actually, I've come across other she wolves in my life, but Thalia seemed different. And though my wolf didn't seem us a match, I didn't care.

I knocked on the door several times but there was no answer, so I decided to open the door and see what was going on.

The room was empty..

“Where did she go?” I asked myself.

The rest may have gone for...