Jade Fern Grove Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness

Midar tensed at his response, and he lifted his head to look at the other man. Can't or won't? he asked flatly, the sting of rejection pulling the rage from where it been lying dormant inside him since his memory episode. The question had made him somewhat vulnerable, and that was something Midar didn't handle well. He fought the urge to say more, thinking he might regret it if he said something hurtful that he didn't really mean. Still, he didn't understand why his pack mattered so much. Did he not want to be wherever Midar was? Maybe he was reading things incorrectly, even so, it was too late now--the beast considered the man his, and there was really no telling him any differently.