Chapter 6

Lorenzo (Lo)

Lorenzo stood watching the side of the building, waiting for Emily to come around. He could smell her, though faintly, the moment he had gotten there. Her scent was strong.. and amazing… by far the best thing he had ever come across in his life. When she was within a few miles of him, he could pick up on it. It was something like fall leaves and cinnamon, with snow and embers of a fire, and then that little something extra that was just her.

Exquisite.

Werewolf scents were interesting things. Each pack had its own scent.. with each member of said pack carrying those smells along with a little of “them” so each person was individualized. They each had a little something extra to set themselves apart from everyone else. That particular scent couldn’t be described in words though… there was nothing to compare that part of a wolf to. It was kind of like twins, or triplets. They all looked the same, but maybe one had different color eyes… maybe one had a freckle of their face. Just a little extra thing that set them apart.

When a wolf married, or mated, or just joined another pack.. they still kept a little part of their former home scent. Most wolves had 2 to 3 different smells plus their own extra little something. But for whatever reason, Emily had many different smells. She was the only person Lorenzo knew that carried such an array of scents, he’d never come across another wolf who did this. One of Emily’s home pack’s scents was cinnamon and when she came here to be with Nick.. she kept that smell.

It was a fascinating thing, wolves scents. They even had scholars who studied them….. trying to figure out what that last extra smell every wolf had was… trying to understand why certain packs had certain smells. Although Lo always thought that part was obvious. It was surely something to do with where they came from and the land they lived on.

Most wolves around here had some sort of woodsy or snowy scent because they lived in the north where it stayed cold most of the year. Wolves who lived by the ocean always had some sort of sea type smell. And those who lived in the south all seemed to carry a tropical scent.

Regardless of all that. He found that Emily’s particular scent was the most amazing thing he’d ever come across.

He had come the moment he had heard what happened. Of course right when he stepped one foot on the land out came Nicklaus, yelling at him, wanting to know why he was here. He knew exactly why the hell he was here.

Brian and Alan, Emily’s brothers, had to step in and diffuse the situation. They told Nick that Lorenzo was invited and came as their guest. He had no choice to accept it. Lucky for Nick, Lorenzo’s wolf was just beyond the surface… scratching and clawing his way out. Had they not stepped in, things would’ve gotten very ugly very quick.

Lorenzo had known Emily and her brothers his entire life. They’d played together as kids even when they were in different packs. When he was just a boy a huge pack of rouge wolves came onto his father’s land and destroyed it. Luckily Lo and a few others escaped by the help of Emily’s father, Hester Elkwood. Hester and Lo’s father had grown up together as well, and had always been close friends. When his father died and his pack had been all but eliminated… Lo went to live with Emily and her brothers.

They’d grown up together… and he had always thought they would be mates. However, when they had gotten a little older, that didn’t seem to be the case. But he never gave up hope .. he loved her. Instead he started gathering the other members of his old pack that had escaped with him… and built it back up. He recruited and worked tirelessly for a couple of years until he had the biggest and strongest pack around.

Now, Lo was the alpha of the Crow pack. They resided over a large portion of northern region because of their size and capabilities. The only thing that hadn’t changed was his love for Emily and her family. They’d saved him. He and Brian and Alan had remained the best of friends. But when Emily mated and married Nick, he retreated from their family to some extent.

However he would always be there for them no matter the reason. He still had hope that one day, he and Emily would become mates.

After searching for years and being with his fair share of female wolves he knew she was it for him. He had no other mate in this world.

Wolves sometimes sadly never found their mates. Some wolves only had one mate for life…. but there were also times that wolves had more than one mate. It wasn’t as cut and dry as some people might think. One person could have no mate at all... while another might have three.

You could even mark someone who wasn’t necessarily your mate… and then that person would become it.. so to speak. All the feelings you had for them beforehand would grow and become stronger. The pull that you feel for your true mate, you’d now feel for the person you had marked. Lo had known several wolves that had done that as well, after not finding the person they were meant to be with.

The stipulation however for those who had more than one mate.. they might not even know it while they were with another wolf. Only when they either divorced them if they were married….. and denounced them as their mate…. would they then be free to enough to feel the pull towards the other wolf. That didn’t mean they wouldn’t already have feelings for them though. They would have normally already had some sort of close bond.

Lorenzo had seen many people have more than one mate in their lifetimes. He’d even heard of a couple having three, although it was rare. In all the stories, Lo knew it had only happened a hand full of times. Nevertheless, he felt that strongly about Emily. And as much as he loved her and wanted her now.. he could only imagine what it would be like if they did indeed turn up to mated. And.. even if they weren’t., it wouldn’t matter. Because he would still love her til the day he died.