Prologue
Josephine Grey let out a long sigh as she leaned against Hubert Hemming while the two gently rocked back and forth on the old porch swing. The Summer was over, and he was going to be headed back to Wolfsberg. The vixen and the wolf had managed to grow very close over the near four months Hubert had been helping on the farm, even with the week she'd dropped everything to go see her son's dying father.
"Jo-sef-een," the gigantic, muscular wolf said as he held the soft yellow pelted vixen against him, one massive arm wrapped around her middle, "I don't wants t'go."
"I don't wants ya t'go either, sugar wolf," Jo replied as she gently rested her head against that broad chest while one hand gently rested on the larger canine's thigh.
"Does this me we ain't t'gether no more, Jo-sef-een," the wolf started to pout, sounding more like an overgrown puppy than an adult beta male.
"Course it don't, Huby," the vixen purred back as she warmly nuzzled into her boyfriend's chest, "We can still sees one'nother. Wolfsberg ain't that far away."
Hubert's face started to light up at the thought of them continuing their still budding relationship. "Ya means it? Ya wants t'cum visit?"
Slowly, Jo leaned up to give the canine a lick on the cheek, something that made him let out a goofy "a-hyuck," that only made the fox let out a giggle. "Course I means it. We cud git t'gether erry week'nd if ya wants."
"I wants t', Jo-sef-een," the wolf replied as he started to melt, his much larger tail starting to smack against the bench the two were sitting in, making a sound like a bass drum. The vixen churred softly as she leaned in to nuzzle under Hubert's chin, "I wants t' too, sugar wolf."