Arrow Lake [m] cool about it

The boy's confidence was admirable, though Viinturuth doubted his intentions to be pure. He blinked down at him with a cool stare, certain in his mind that the young rogue felt the same possessive urge as he himself did. It was the nature of a bachelor to seek the company of receptive females and as he dismissed the boy with a disinterested sweep of a rugged ear, his attention shifted to look toward the she-wolves in quiet expectation. He was willing and keen to involve himself with them, yet neither gave voice to their wants.

He waited, allowing the wolfess with lovely eyes to move in closer to investigate. Viinturuth inhaled deep her aroma and her proximity set his skin aflame. To her he rumbled a low sound, willing them to choose him.