Selene was watching over the cousins, she had to. The fates twisted this rope so strangely for these two. And if she wasn't careful, she would lose them both. She was thankful for Circe's gift, it had certainly helped Jade stay on the right path, but now it was time to see if she could do it on her own. Ever since Tracker walked away from Evelyn that night, she had put all her effort into comforting not only Tank but Dubhe as well. She could not afford for him to go feral, and it took a great deal of effort for her to keep them calm and with Tracker.
Tank walked over to Selene, "I want my mate." Selene smiled at him, his deep brown fur shining in the moonlight.
"I know, and I'm sorry, the Fates have plans for you. And that moron of a god, Dolos, really messed it all up.
