Whitebark Stream cerno

Germanicus, already, had proven to be a wolf full of surprises as he spoke suddenly of marriage. The golden Alpha's ears pricked and he shot the soldier a curious glance, a brow arched as he reached out to confirm: "you wish for me to choose a mate for you?"

That was a new one - a leader selecting a wife for a comrade. Artyom had heard of packs betrothing their cubs to other groups solidify alliances, and his own parents fathers had paired him with Anastasia back in Timiryazevskaya, but the idea of taking away one's choice had never really felt right to him. Yes, he grew to love Ana wholly and completely, but he knew not all couples would have such luck - and that would be a miserable existence indeed.