Redtail Rise worn out your welcome

For a long while Arion didn't say anything and her chest tightened nervously all over again. He said he wouldn't leave her and the pack but maybe he was still considering it, maybe he felt it was necessary. She would never understand why. When he took a step forward and announced that he was leaving, her body seemed to deflate, but he quickly assured her that it was just a trip. Just some time to himself.

He turned his head and promised to be back, and Saena nodded, shooting him a small smile that faded the moment he turned back around. He wore about him the air of a man who had lost something, but the alpha female knew not what. That this was brought on by Smash in addition to the loss of his drugs would've made Saena insanely jealous—why don't you follow her if she's so fucking special, she might've said, having seen both Reek and Arion completely bereft because of it—but she didn't know. She would never know.

So she watched him walk away and when he was well beyond the border, she turned and headed back to the pack's interior, back to Reek, whom she would tell about this immediately in hopes he could shed some light on Arion's sudden mood swing.