Phoenix Maplewood Don't forget that I'm human

I'll go ahead and close this one out!

With his mate pressed firmly against his side, Reek began to move in the slowest of fashions, eager to be her crutch to lean on. This eagerness carried over into both a physical and emotional level. He needed to be needed... the constant reasurance that he was useful kept Reek's nagging insecurities at bay. It had been to prime example of why he became a healer himself in the first place; he was a fixer who didn't quite know how to fix himself.

But, she gave him calm. Calm like no other. And with her sopping wet fur pressing against his side, Reek felt his heart slow from it's staggering rhythm.

He led her back to the den and laid her down to rest beside Scarlett. It was a tight squeeze with so many occupants and the scent of blood still permiated the air, but Reek settled in beside his mate and made himself comfortable before drifting away into much needed rest beside his patients.