"I can't allow you to do that." He defied sternly. "You don't want any part of this."

"I will when you have no chance but to. I want you to do the needful." She said calmly.

Mike runs his hands through his hair in frustration, he didn't want her to carry his burden.

"Wolves have mates, what happened to yours?" she asked lowly as they carried their things and kept walking.

"I don't have any." He replied.

"Is that possible?" she asked again crossing the long branch that stood in her way.

"I don't know, but it's all for the best." He shrugged.

"Isn't that the reason for what happened...