Silvertip Mountain So take your fast car and keep on driving

The smell was intoxicating and whereas Zaria was no longer aggressive, FitzDutiful was possessive. All those pups within her had to be his. If there was any doubt of betrayal he would kill them all, and so he was with her constantly. Mason announced his arrival outside their den and FitzDutiful moved with Zaria, tired from their last session. Wearily, FitzDutiful smiled at Mason, though subconsciously he had positioned himself between Mason and Zaria. Maybe a lot of things had caused that, Zaria and Mason's history, the currently situation or just a wariness that came from him knowing Zaria may not approve any more of Mason being beta. Well tough, he had offered it and Mason could accept. Zaria could get mad at FitzDutiful for that, but not Mason.

"Hello Son," he said with love, allowing a proper greeting before sitting down. "I'm curious to know what your decision is." he said calmly, though inside his innards were in turmoil and nerves wrecked him. What if Mason refused? What if he would rather strike out on his own? It was a scary thing admitting that your children were old enough to make their own decisions.