Swiftcurrent Creek Me against my head

He nodded quietly, listening to her words, even though he knew exactly what he was going to do—he was going to take those emotions and stuff them right back down the hole they were trying to crawl out of, and just seal that pain away.

Arlette did seem surprised about Eshe coming back—his brows furrowing slightly. He didn’t know what Eshe was up to—was he mad that she skipped out of the pack during her heat for days and told no one where she was? Absolutely.

But they were mated—“Can’t work through things if we don’t talk it out,” he murmured idly. The rift might be too large... but they had made a promise to one another.