Swiftcurrent Creek That split the night

The two spoke regarding the situation—Akavir only listened for now. His jaw clenched when Moss spoke of how the girl was lucky she and Blossom were okay—because Reverie had frantically run off, despite the pain she had been in prior, and without the help her pack had asked her to get multiple times over.

He was reminded again how the girl could be problematic—a liability.

But she was family—it was clear in the vehemence Moss spoke, which surprised the man, given her indifferent nature. Arric was seemingly smitten by her as well—enough to be a confidant… Lestan…. And Jakoul.

“Right,” he rumbled, barely swallowing the growl that reverberated in his chest. “Arric, you stay here… Moss can seek out the creep, and I’ll look for both her and Lestan. Meet back in a couple of days?” His gaze lifted to the Beta. “Keep an eye on Jakoul and the kids, yeah?”