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There was something in the way the male looked at her that Niamh didn't quite understand. No one had ever really looked at her like that- nor had she given anyone else that look, either. It made her feel a bit funny inside, to be regarded with such focus and...Something else. Something akin to hunger- but that didn't exactly make sense. It made her cheeks warm to be regarded in such a way, but she certainly didn't have to remind herself that if he was looking at her for the reason she figured he was- it didn't matter. She was taken, and she only had eyes for Colt. 

Still, despite the silky tone of his voice and the fact that he obviously liked the look of her, she was willing, to a certain degree, to allow his company. She nodded, jaw set as she glanced back in the direction she'd been heading in. "Former packmate. She's a deserter; I'm hunting her down." She said, with gruff certainty. Of course, she didn't know that Ikkuma had actually deserted them- for all she knew, the female had simply gone off scouting, or had been injured- but it seemed like a better idea to make herself appear more tough in front of the stranger- especially with the way he was eyeing her.