Secret of Survival

The brute had some time to rest, to and recover... Thank the Gods for Roza, he thought to himself. She’d been managing to hold things together better than he had, and that was something the maned wolf admired about the femme. She was so strong… but did she even realize it? The brute glanced over at her sleeping form, curled with their son, and gave a weary smile. He had needed to expand their den as Ulric grew… and he was sure if Philomena had been there it would have needed to be even bigger. Was his daughter still alive out there somewhere? Was she still okay…?

Ganta rose as the first rays of dawn flittered across the world, wondering if Yale had any better luck in his search than Ganta had. The Primul didn’t feel one hundred percent yet… but at least he felt more sure than he had about returning. For now he wanted to make sure that things were secure around Dragoste again… and what he’d do after… well… he didn’t know yet. Heather’s words still echoed in his brain. He had to live for his family…

Roza’s words too were with him. He knew his mate wanted him to be safe… to remain strong for them. But he knew in his heart he’d either see Philomena home or see Rikeros dead. He swallowed hard, coming to the edge of a small pool of water with the territory before lowering his head to take a drink. He still hadn’t seen any of the other members of Dragoste yet but he was sure he would soon. Jynette in particular was one he wanted to see… and he had some catching up to do with Roza and Ulric when it came to fight training. A small smile touched his lips.

Something in his heart whispered to him that things were going to be okay. Maybe not perfect… but they’d survive this.