Shadowwyn Moor if i had to think twice

She was slender – a creature cloaked in silver, beige and brown. She reminded him almost of Finley, the she-wolf who had dared him to.. well, take her. What would have changed in his life if he had taken the opportunity to do so? Would he never have mended his relationship with Bazi for the umpteenth time? If so.. then they wouldn’t have been in their current patch of unease, where both parent seemed to work together for their children alone, and exist amicably only for such.
 
But the girl before him was far from the bold creature he had met further south. No, her gentleness was alluring – her innocence.
 
What she said next stirred surprise upon him – his wolfish brows lifting to reveal such, and he felt a spark of pleasure ripple through his very being. That was, until she corrected herself, and an amused grin tugged upon his lips. Of course, his desire to leave Bazi out of this moment.. this very stolen moment, where he stood before a very attractive female and wanted nothing more than to fantasize about the things he would do to her.. well, he couldn’t. Not if he was looking to recruit.
 
“If by assassins, you mean five puppies, then I suppose. They are under training for warden or warrior apprenticeships,” he offered then, still hedging on the full details of his life. That those five kids belonged to he and his mate. “I’m Scimitar. Scimitar Frostfur.”