Going, Going, Gone
On my way home from picking wild berries in the woods, I see my mate, Ethan Volkov, feeding our pups roast chicken.
His childhood sweetheart, Zoe Hathaway, is snuggling next to them.
While chatting with Ethan about her experiences studying on the northern grasslands, she entertains the children.
My five-year-old daughter is happily swinging her legs as she holds out a piece of roast chicken to Zoe, while My son carefully wipes the grease off Zoe's hands.
Ethan never once looks away from Zoe. It is as if he only has eyes for her.
Seeing my beloved mate and the pups I've tirelessly raised so attached to another she-wolf leaves me devastated.
I draft a Bond Breaking Agreement, give up custody of the children, and leave.
Pursue the herbal research career that I gave up for my family
Yet later, the always calm and composed Ethan loses his composure. My daughter Katrina and my son James search everywhere for me, openly expressing their love and begging me to come home.