Thank God for the haters

Derg

The man's reply surprised Derg. He wasn't expecting to get anything but it seemed Velen was more good-natured than his expression gave.
He listened, thinking about his own situation. He'd panicked initially, but things were turning out ok and he knew Grezig could easily hold her own ground.
But Velen's situation was probably different if he were so worried. His mate probably didn't grow up the same as him and Grezig.

"The pack is safe enough. Your Family is safe." He was certain of that. He didn't believe one would be so heinous as to hurt a family that didn't accept a challenge for their and their children's safety. If so, he'd have to have a say in it.
"No one will harm your Family if they do not wish to take a challenge. Lesser ranks are not abused." He knew that much. He'd keep an eye on this pack. The leadership wasn't stable, but it could be held for certain. The pack wasn't crumbling, as such.

Then the question was turned on him, which earned a soft grin and slight shake of the head.
"I'd prefer not to say."
Ah, so much for being a good counselor. But before Velen could pry further into his life, he upped and left, ignoring any calls behind him. There was things to do.