Althea raised her head to meet Allan's gaze. Her wolf stood motionless as if she had been for a while. "Allan," she tries to get his attention. He looks over at her, raising an eyebrow as if to inquire.

"I'd like to do some stuff," she says desperately. She doubts he'd believe her, but she'd tease the hell out of him.

His eyes widen slightly, and her wolf remains quiet and uncertain. "What do you mean?" he asks, puzzled. He sounded completely clueless, which surprised her because he is usually confident. Perhaps he had a change of heart? Althea is skeptical.

Althea bites her lips and looks at her folded...