Lets have a talk

He blinked in surprise at her words, but a slow smile spread across his lips. He had said it once to Deathbelle, many times to Zee, but had he ever said it to Io? It seemed a strangely difficult word to say ‘love’ but his voice was sincere, if a little deep and sleepy as he said. “I love you too, my Iolaire”

The next few days bleed together, much of the same as they spent parts of the day alone, working on their own projects within the territory. Sometimes he assisted her, hauling heavy blocks for her cottage. Sometimes she assisted him, crawling into the small cell to clear a blockage his larger frame couldn’t reach. The evenings they spent together, working on his problems, talking through them, and growing ever closer. His trust in Io grew to absolutes, as he put his faith in her as he never had another wolf. In the evenings, he slept, and well at first the nightmares where there, after a time, they lessened, and his sleep became easy.