Phoenix Maplewood canaid lia fáil

Her ears folded a bit at Lane's honest answer. Meerkat chewed at her lower lip, though she released it when the Alpha questioned her reasons for wanting to be rid of her feelings. Just because there wasn't anything going on between him and Lane—a realization that made her stomach swoop hopefully, despite herself—there were other reasons why the yearling didn't want to feel this way.

It took her several moments to organize her thoughts in order to articulate them. "I have no reason to think he looks at me that way at all. And I have no interest in making a move, much less the first move. I've put myself out there before and, well..." Meerkat drew in a deep breath through her nose and shook her head. She had been through the wringer with Atlas and wasn't eager to repeat any of it.

"I want to get rid of them," she continued, "because, as I'm sure you know, crushes hurt. I didn't mean to catch feelings. It just makes everything so complicated and messy. And I'm not... I don't know." Meerkat caught Lane's eye, wondering if she was conveying her feelings well, knowing there was a very good chance Lane understood what she was trying to say.