I can’t do this. I can’t be like this, with you. This is wrong. Puzzlement. Wrong? If you can do it, how can it be wrong? I am a man, not a wolf. Sometimes, he agreed. But you don’t have to be all the time. Yes, I must. I don’t want to be bonded with you like this. We cannot have this closeness. I have to set you free, to live the life you were meant to live. I must live the life I was meant for.
