I leaned into him, taking comfort in his closeness. Gods, I loved being a wolf. It meant no lying about who you were, we could easily detect attraction in others and who it was caused by, and it also meant being able to hug, touch, and generally be very tactile in both human and wolf form. Of course, that only applied to loved ones, but I always thought a caring touch brought as much comfort as well meant words.
“I just... I am sorry I avoided talking to you about it, chibi. I did not want you to see me as less.”
“Less?” His eyebrows shot up, his eyes widening, and I knew he’d not see it my way anytime soon.
“Yeah... like a failure. Not worth my mates staying with me. Or at least explaining why I wasn’t good enough.”
He slid off his chair and started circling the bar. “You stupid, idio
