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On the other side, from where the couch sat, a few stairs led to the floor-to-ceiling mahogany bookshelves. They covered two walls: the one opposite the desk, and the other opposite the widows.
“Do you like it?” Finn asked carefully.
“Are you kidding? I love this place.”
“I know the whole house is modern. But I always felt differently about studies and libraries. I like them the old fashion way.”
“Me too. Modern libraries don’t have that mysterious, compelling atmosphere, and books don’t smell the same.”
I approached the small table to check out one of the open books, but Finn took me by my shoulders and turned me around.
“No.” He slowly shook his head. “Not now.”
Through the glass door in between the windows, we came out to a big backyard.
At one end of the house was a barn surrounded by trees. Its doors were ajar and through the gap, I saw neatly stacked logs.
On the other was a cozy patio with couches and chairs next to a round, brick fire pit.
“I never thanked you for the roses,” I said, eyeing the beautiful bushes on the other side of the patio. “They’re gorgeous. And I know I’ve already thanked you for the breakfast, but I have to say, that sandwich was delicious.”
“That’s the famous Adam’s sandwich from a movie called—”
“Spanglish?” I gaped at him in surprise. “You watched Spanglish?” I laughed.
“Yep.” He nodded. “A couple of years ago, I was dating this girl . . . she was an ordinary girl. I mean, she wasn’t like us, supernatural. She liked watching comedies, and she made me watch a few with her. I remembered her saying then that to win a girl’s heart, all I need is to learn how to make Adam’s sandwich.”
I turned my eyes away from Finn.To win a girl’s heart?I had no idea how to react to this, and I could feel the laughter building up inside me. I let it out.
“Sorry,” I squeezed the word through the laughter.
“So, are you surprised yet?” he said, and when I looked at him, I saw that he was soundlessly laughing too. “If not, I can try again tomorrow morning.”
“Oh, your mission is accomplished. Tomorrow’s breakfast is on me. I will show you how professionally I can pour milk over cereal.”
“Deal,” he nodded, his eyes still smiling.
“Finn, I wanted to ask you something.”
“Shoot.”
We started walking toward the woods.
“This thing about wolves. The thing about mates . . . is it true?”
He heaved a breath. “Yes.”
“You’ve been a wolf for a while, but if I understand it right, you don’t have a mate, do you?”
“No, I don’t. To find a mate, I have to be among wolves, and I’m not.”
“And if you were? How does it work? From what I’ve read, if you meet your mate . . . well, it’s like you don’t have a choice. I mean, what if one of them likes someone else?”
“There’s always a choice. It’s the wolf who chooses the mate, and most of the time, the wolf’s and the human’s choices match. But if not, the human part can always reject his mate.”
“That’s a relief.”
“Okay, maybe I made it sound too easy. The thing is, if you’re a part of a pack, then there are rules and obligations. Also, the draw to your mate is too strong, and you have to really hate your mate or have really strong feelings for someone else to break the connection. The rejected one wouldn’t be only heartbroken but will most definitely have to leave the pack and join a different one for a chance to find a new mate.”
