Duck Lake the choice is yours

A normal partnership had seemed like a distant, forbidden dream back in Samarkand. Paar had always wondered what possessed her mother to share her husband with the other females of their pack; she always imagined that she'd run for the hills if she found herself in a similar situation. Considering she'd been a middle child, and of the lesser value gender, being betrothed to a Shah with a harem had always been a possibility for her future. Sahrotaar had seen fit to sell her off as soon as he rose to power, even though her father seemed intent to keep her pure. To be presented to a young Shah who would treat her right, perhaps, and who'd been vetted thoroughly, but never to be cast aside to just anybody.

But to do things her way, to be in control of who she chose to stand at her side, was a dream come true. She looked at Shadow, amused with adoration in her eyes as he gawked at her following the announcement she'd made, aof nibbled at a tuft of silver fur on his shoulder as he made to shower her in kisses. "Our life, our pack and our children will be perfect," she said confidently, her thoughts turning briefly to Bazi. It painted her that they would not be able to raise their litters together, but she shook the reminder away in favour of present happenings. "Tell me everything. What's the plan?" He'd had three days to figure things out, recruit other loners and mark his territory. Paar was eager to get going with getting things established as soon as possible.