Neverwinter Forest The Guilt Trip

It occurred to her that it was the same pup introduction they had both went to – the hypocrisy of it almost stirring a sardonic snort from her. They had barely let her attend it – having kept her at a careful distance, to which she had understood – but kicking Mazi out because she hadn’t gone, when they likely wouldn’t have let her within their circle anyhow?

She shook her muzzle, her ears cupping forward at the mention of an Eljay. “I didn’t know him very well,” she offered, trying to recall which one he might have been. “@Shrike seemed to be kind, though,” she noted, recalling the handsome male and how he had seemed to dote upon his pack mates. It had never once occurred to her that it was special attention he had gifted upon her for that one meeting they had.

“Who was @Peregrine?” Little did she know that even after all these months, the dark Alpha still had her duped with his real name. and it was not shith-heed.