The party don't start 'til I walk in

Beric smiled at Julooke's obvious difficulty at holding in her excitement. It was also apparent to Beric that she had no idea what they were talking about, which meant Ragnar had kept his word. His tail wagged when the other male confirmed the offer was still open, and he nodded. Thank you, he said simply, with a bow of his head. He was truly grateful to the Alpha for allowing him this chance to be reunited with his family, especially after learning Beric was part of the pack that had moved so close to his own. Ragnar had every right to chase him off, but instead was offering him a home. One day, Beric would find a way to show his appreciation.

Turning to Julooke with a smile, he ended her agony. Looks like you and I are going to be pack mates again, he said with a smile. He couldn't wait to tell Verrine as well, knowing that he he had asked him to come live with him, and Beric had turned him town. He felt bad about that, but it was in the past, just like his short time with the Isle wolves. He considered Naya and Ypres friends, though he didn't think Ragnar would appreciate it if he went and visited. Maybe they would run into each on accident, away from both their pack lands. But, right now, that didn't matter.