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She hoped that when he said the words, it would make her feel better. But in the end, she was left with the feeling of uncertainty. What did it mean? Laurel was a very boxed person; it was hard for her to accept that someone simply needed her and cared for her in some way without slapping on a label such as 'friend' or 'family' or 'partner' or 'love interest' or... anything, really. As long as she knew.

Yet, she was sure that Mahler would not touch her, and there was a certain solace in being with a man, hugging with a man, without the expectation of something more. She hadn't trusted any man to come close to her since... Me. No one but Xan, and now Mahler.

She swallowed thickly and put aside her thoughts for now, told herself it didn't matter.

He couldn't promise her to stay, of course; she knew that. But she would hope that he would stay here a bit longer, because the truth was... Laurel didn't have many other wolves in her life.

Silently she rested her head on top of his neck, swimming in these stormy thoughts, though a lot more physically relaxed than she had been in anticipation of his response.