Deepwood Weald Realized I can't not be with you

He watched as Alarian struggled to answer, wishing once again that he could be privy to whatever was going on inside his head. His answer, aside from calming his anger some, didn't really clear much up. I can't what? he probed, his features relaxing a little as they shifted into confusion. He was just desperate to understand what was holding his lover back. He was so sure about the other man's feelings this morning, blissfully ignorant to whatever doubts he had been keeping from him. Part of him wished that they could just rewind the day and go back to that peaceful moment in the den before he had opened his mouth about them being mates, but Midar pushed that away immediately; he wanted this, and he needed to know what was standing between him and what he wanted so that he could deal with it.