Larksong Grotto Gucci

He braced himself for a rejection -- for some long winded explanation as to why she was grateful, but could not accept his offer to bring her into the upper tier, the ruling class. The silence between them only strengthened this assumption. However, the words that passed her lips in response took Reek by surprise. His brows raised and the corners of his mouth pulled back, revealing a rare, genuine smile. "Really? he asked. "You would?" It was all rhetorical of course - a vocal manifestation of Reek's surprise - since she had already said she would take the mantle.

If Reek had arms, he would have pulled Jhala into a tight embrace. Instead, he moved in and placed his face in the scruff of her neck. She may have been honored to do what she could for the maplewood, but the honor was perhaps most with Reek. He couldn't have been more proud to have a wolf like Jhala in his pack.