Shadewood Light my fire

It was strange, the sentences they chose seemed to contradict each other. His, against the idea of following fate, and hers mentioning that destiny can guide you. Although, Novak no longer wanted to be controlled, by destiny or fate or anything. His only reason to join a pack was for social reasons, that and wanting a home. He was controlled, brain washed his whole life, and he finally got the freedom he strived for, and to think that fate still controlled him was aggravating. But, the way she said it made it sound so much more pleasant. Natashe then suddenly apologized, and he furrowed an imaginary brow. "Why are emotions a bad thing?" The silvery Wolf questioned. She then went on to compliment him, which was unexpected but filled him with a sense of joy. "Thank you, and you are a good woman." He sent her a grin. Her sudden gesture to lean against him was unexpected, but Novak did not shift, instead he took in her heat and glanced down at her.