”“You think she’s going to end up a spinster with a dozen cats?”“That thought had crossed my mind, and others have said the same thing. Doct...r Hart told me that some people, and this is rare, are simply asexual. Others derive no pleasure from sex or are completely uninterested. That’s also fairly rare. But both things are possible. Obviously, he isn’t her therapist, so he can’t know for sure. And I might not be the most reliable reporter.”“Why do you say that?”“I see things through my own lens.. My son hasn’t gotten out of school yet.”“Oh…” I replied.“Chad, you know the thing I said I was going to tell you today?”“Yeah,” I said.A few seconds later, the three words escaped from her lips that brings me to mourn:“I'm getting married.”“Congrats,” I said with manners. “When’s the wedding?”“Next year.”I had a myriad of emotions running through my head. Confusion, anger, lust, jealousy. I mentally prepared to delete her number. However, I knew this much: Fuck love and everything that comes. His long hair was wild, but his face was wilder, like a trapped animal."Let me go this instant," he whined when he saw me.I slapped him forehand and backhand. No blood, but I rang his bell and his eyes watered."Don't whine. It irritates me. Look at me, Herbie," I said in my cold, fear-inducing voice.Herbie is about five ten. He struggled to get his head back far enough to see me. His eyes were watering more, but these were tears."Do you know why you're here?" I asked."No." You fucked my woman.. He knew his pack, he knew if one was missing, or if a pup had been born. The number and it’s meaning was lost to the big wolf. Ajax was at his peak, he had been pack leader for most of his adult life. Occasionally, one of the younger males would rise to the occasion and challenge him, and each time Ajax would emerge victorious. After each victory the pack would approach one by one, the males, heads down tails between legs, whimpering, acknowledging Ajax’s supremacy in the pack. The females.