Dawnlark Plains ladybits

Reek's pain put strain into his voice. Bazi was no counselor, certainly not in matters of the heart - she was as new to that game as Reek was, still struggling to make sense of her mateship on a daily basis. When Reek raised his head, she shrugged.

"You could wait. But.. you might never forgive her. Not 100%."   She glimpsed it in her own mate's eyes from time to time - the unease that comes with having a wife with a history of being flighty. "Let her go. You're young - there will be other wolves." Eventually, stability and charm won out over tall, dark, and handsome. And older ladies had it more together. Presumably.