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As she turned, he called out. He asked her to wait with some urgency in his tone, an edge or uncertainty that caused a velvet ear to twitch in his direction. Her gaze settled on the pale youth as he tip-toed around his "don't leave me" plea, and Durnehviir exhaled a soft breath.

"Come," she encouraged, beckoning her pack-mate to follow with a cant of her narrow muzzle. She said nothing to draw attention to his confession, allowing him the opportunity to elaborate if he wished, but the topic remained a mystery. Instead, the Alphess settled with small-talk as they sauntered before parting ways so she could return to tending her litter.