"Thank you for making me accept this request," I whisper to Ariven as we cuddle in bed, the television playing some gaming channel on YouTube that Ariven watches while I doze on his chest, his hands gently rubbing circles on my back. An hour has gone by since the bond broke between Mika and I, pack mates coming to inform me that he is still outside waiting for me to come and talk, for him to apologize for the years of hurt he has given me. I just tell them to make sure that his pack stays away for the wolf to grieve and that no one attacks him. It's the least I can do for Mika, considering our history and the lack of animosity he has shown on this trip.
"You don't have to thank me. I tricked and betrayed your trust to get you here." Ariven answers, and I smile, planting a kiss over hi
