Eighty.

Stella POV.

"When did you become his girlfriend?" a girl asks me, since she met me and she's been giving me this cold look, this ice cold stare.

"After we fell in love," I answer with a big smile on my face, we fell in love after he told me he got a cat and that cat is now mine as well.

"When? I know him, you haven't met him for long, and you can't be in love with him," she says challenging me, and that didn't sit well with Wolfie, and when he introduced me to his people, I knew she wasn't that important of a person in the station.

"Hey, Scotty," I call to him, and he answers me, he wasn't that far away from us, he looked like he's talking to someone else, but I knew he could hear us, after spending this much time with the wolves, and having my own Wolfie, I'm learning about them and about their stronger senses.

"Yes, sweetie?" he answers me right away, turning back to me, to us.

"Do you love me?" I ask him, it's the first time that I asked him this question, but we only have met a da