Until There Is No Anything

He knew. So he had heard. Io's ears instantly drooped a bit as he spoke, but lifted again as he claimed that she was what he wanted. So children didn't matter to him? He didn't wish to continue his line? That was a driving force for most males. Maybe he thought that he didn't want them now, but down the line he very well might.

Roan kissed her again and she returned that kiss passionately. After a moment, she broke away, leaving herself within his grasp, but placing her forehead against his own. "It can be a casual thing. You're only beholden to the pack for a year." Yeah, she found out the agreement. "If at the end of it you wish to go, there won't be any hard feelings." Well, there might be. A year was a long time in the short life of a wolf. If she was already feeling this pull, Io could only imagine that it would get worse. The bond would get stronger.

Gently, she unwrapped herself from his grasp. "Careful with that shoulder, eh? How is it feeling, by the way? You should be able to put gentle weight on it in a few days." Nothing strenuous, but he needed to keep the muscles from atrophying. "Are you hungry?" The woman smirked. "I could beg someone else to catch us something fresh or we could eat dried meat."