Otatso Wetlands When I had laid it on the floor

It was a complicated thing, being involved with (could he really say that anymore, without Octavia actually with him?) the person that had ruined their mateship. Well. That wasn't accurate. Reek had ruined things by being unable to keep himself under control. He couldn't speak for Octavia's control after all considering that he'd never actually asked anything about the relationship. Stark's lips twitched for a moment as Saena seemed to have her own ire over the events, no matter how long ago, it was still a fresh wound. Stark couldn't comprehend that sort of pain himself. 

"I have," Stark admitted, but he wasn't exactly happy about the entire ordeal or the circumstances. Saena asked him about just why he disliked Reek and he gave a sigh, debating between telling her - a perfect stranger - the truth of things or finding some mundane reason to be angry at him. Stark wasn't sure it was even anger anymore, or if he'd ever been angry at Reek personally. "It's...complicated." He settled for it lamely, and he knew the moment he'd said it that it sounded idiotic - infantile even. 

"It doesn't make much sense to beat around the bush..." Stark said after a pause. "Octavia and I...we're involved. She accepted me into her pack during the famine but...she's been gone for weeks." Stark didn't really let on where Reek fit into it, but, he probably didn't need to. It was easy to put two and two together; if he was involved with Octavia he'd obviously have issues with Reek.