Well Deserved Rest, or Maybe Not

She was a continual surprise. FitzDutiful, despite being a qualified counsellor, was quite abrasive when he had to be. With Raissa he definitely hadn't had the silver tongue that had potentially caught her heart. If he wasn't careful he was going to lose it. He was having to learn when to turn on and off this alpha switch. Right now he was her mate, not her alpha.

"Maybe," he said, definitely open to the possibility. "Or if we're lucky enough to have more than one, we can name half each. Other you can name this litter and then my family traditions for the next. There's plenty of options and we have time to decide yet! What kind of names do you fancy?" He was very sincere in his question, he wanted to know what kind of naming his wife would prefer.