Dawnlark Plains And kiss her lips and take her hands

the trip had been for fucking nothing. Reek and his fuckery had made Indra run away and Laurel turn on her mother; the boy felt the familiar stirrings of rage just beneath his breast, but they were quelled by the overwhelming exhaustion that now threatened to consume him. he had not slept nor eaten since departing the borders of the little rat-hole where the bastard had taken the girls, and now he had parted with Laika for a time, too tired and riddled with anger to be of any comfort to his mate.

he sought out Saena almost unconsciously; the sight of her pale fur and downturned head stirred both relief and sadness in the Mayfair boy. he was overjoyed that she had returned to them, but to lose her daughters! he could not imagine how she was feeling. silently he moved to her side, a breeze ruffling through his dark fur, and settled along her upon his haunches in a quiet show of solidarity and support.