Never had a choice

«I never had it, Renato! I've never had a choice in my life. When things start working out, I ruin everything. You know about me, and you're not concerned? Being together means being unable to join other packs.»

«Being a loner is fine if it's with you. Also, our ancestors used to live in packs made of six or seven wolves. We can find people we're comfortable with and live with them. I'm sure there exist three or four wolves in the wild who are willing to share their life with us.»

«You're talking as if you're leaving,» she pointed out.

«I go where you go. That's all from my side.»

«You dummy!»

She opened the bag with food and found other delicacies. She gulped, realising she hadn't eaten anything yet.

«Is there some meat?» Renato asked.

She wanted to eat it all alone, and she was so angry that she would have done it! Yet, seeing him bedridden and waiting made her sigh. How could she deny him food when he was weak?