Felix's eyes flash a violet in response to Peter's wolf coming to the surface. "What kind of question is that, mio lupo? Of course, we must explore where this will go."

There wasn't really a question of 'might' for Felix. If they had a bond like he suspected they had, there was no other option, was there?

Peter was it for him like he was it for Peter.

And these stupid bastards will be dumb even to attempt to pull them apart.