lessons for lost boys

Desolate shrugged his small shoulders at his alpha's apology, feeling more then a little guilt at her words. He sure didn't think it was her responsibility to make sure each pack member had stuff to learn and do - an alpha kept their wolves safe and fed, and that was a big enough job without her feeling she needed to make sure the orphaned pups were developing well. He met her gaze - just to make sure there was no amusement or fakeness at his expense there - and then nodded slowly. "I'd like that a lot. When do we start?" The pup asked her, thinking of Rhyme and how not long ago he'd wanted to be just like the titanic beta. What had happened to him that made him forget about his nephews? Whatever it was, his uncle had changed dramatically since the volcano.

He swallowed hard, gaze falling off of Theory back towards his paws as he deliberated. Finally, he managed to mumble out his thoughts. "Could - could I sleep with you, too?" It was a hard question for Desolate to ask, but the longer his mother went without coming home the harder it was to sleep without her. His siblings were good company, but somehow having them there and not Eulogy made the den feel empty.