Calypso slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering ever so tenderly at the familiar figure who had just entered the tavern. Hell, he could recognize her no matter how she might look like with just her one-of-a-kind scent alone… The very aloof mate of his… Aurelia Everett. A woman who was like a mystery to him; one who was so complicated and hard to decipher that she almost looked like a puzzle to him.
[We need a different approach. This time, you should listen to me more carefully!] Axel reminded him. [Or else, we might lose her to your idiocy…]
Calypso chuckled at how worried his wolf was of being rejected by their mate right now. [It is I, Calypso, so sit back and relax, Axel,] he confidently stated. "I know what to do in this situation, and I promise you that our mate won't slip by our hands this time…]
