Lost Creek Hollow wish i could prove i love you.

It wasn't long after her encounter with Luke that she finally realized what was happening to her.  The sudden recognition had lead her to an odd moment of panic.  Likely it was hormones, but also there was some logic to it.  She and Mordecai had engaged in a physical relationship for many months now.  But though she had uttered those three words once to him, he had never said them back.  And they had never again broached the topic, not even after coming to the Hollow and founding a pack side by side.

Harlyn had spent a couple of days away from her packmates, simply forcing herself to think on the situation even though her instincts urged her to throw all thought away and run to her intended mate with reckless abandon.  Her mind stepped inconveniently in the way of it, though.  Was he ready to commit to her?  Did he want to be a father?  Was he willing to begin this next step of their lives together so soon after their first?  It was all so much, and though Harlyn was typically a level-headed individual, she knew herself well enough to know that all bets were off at this time of year.

So, against her better judgement (or any judgement at all), she sought @Mordecai in the depths of their shrouded home.  The druid had no idea what she would say to him - if she'd even speak at all, except to present herself and hope for the best.