CARLO'S POV

Pleasure aside, the entire day had been one long mix-up. I generally tried to avoid the town square, but when I woke toward the beginning of this morning, my inner wolf had felt like it was troubling my bones, and my stomach throbbed. Filling the vast depression in my spirit with a nonexistent wolf anxiety.

While you might think that would be a good thing given the longing in my stomach, I had justifiably avoided other werewolves. Now was not the time to return. I could feel my cheeks warming up; there was nothing worse than a werewolf party.

This danger was the exact reason I seldom came...