Larksong Grotto A cheap sunset on a television set can upset her, but he never could

Desna? Tavi's ears flicked at the name, and she felt her heart swell with the memory of her friend. It had been a while since she had seen the girl. She had gone off to see her family and then likely returned to a much smaller pack, she realized. Tavi swallowed her thoughts as she listened, her eyes roaming across Reek's face at the mention of his pups, and she thought she felt something in her own belly twitch and kick — but it was just her imagination. Whatever was inside of her couldn't have been big enough for that yet. Tavi felt her spirit withering as Reek spoke, and gradually began to shake her head.

Of course you were, Tavi muttered, her tone filled with pity for the swarthy man. She lifted her nose towards his blood-slick ear and began to clean it, but after a few tastes of the blood, she found she couldn't stomach it. Tavi drew back from Reek then, settling in to the dirt nearby, but no longer tending to him. Blood smeared her lips. You need to make a choice Reek. I.. I don't think you can have everything. Her tongue flicked out and she tasted that blood, drawing it in to her mouth and letting it settle across her tongue; she swallowed, and her stomach gurgled. Saena isn't yours anymore. And neither were those kids. She wanted to say it aloud, but couldn't muster the courage.