Redhawk Caldera The night is still young

His old lover's admission took Peregrine by surprise. He remembered discussing Lasher's interests a while back but he hadn't mentioned Dante, had he? No, wait! He totally had. It all came rushing back. "I bear interest in Dante," Lasher had said earlier in the year. Peregrine remembered finding it funny, since he himself had once felt some interest in the plateau's current Alpha male.

"I'm sorry, Taltos," Peregrine answered simply but genuinely. He fortunately hadn't experienced much reciprocated love in his lifetime, though he could imagine the pain. "What about the other lovers you mentioned, though? Has anything panned out with them?"

His jade eyes lingered on Lasher's for a moment and, perhaps responding to something he saw there, he felt compelled to share, "I still haven't taken any lovers since... well, us. I've thought about it. I've even had promising prospects." Luke's handsome face flashed in his mind. "But I'm beginning to think it's not meant to happen again for me."