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"That's what love is, right? Being really happy around them?" she said, her brows still furrowed a bit. Theory wasn't quite sure. Thalia made her gut clench and churn; less happiness, more excitement and uncertainty. Theo was beginning to understand that perhaps the reason she was so fixated on the Abraxas girl was exactly because she could never have her. There was no way anyone in Abaven would approve, given the animosity between their packs. Even if it was before she was born, wolves like Corvus had been irreparably scarred by the occupation. What options did that leave her? Nothing but sordid lies and secrets. Theo gulped and looked out towards the horizon, staring off blankly as the waves lapped at the shore. "It's lucky that you found her here, y'know? Home, of all places. It kind of just works, huh?" She turned to him and offered a wan smile, hoping that he wouldn't read too much into her expression. "It sounds like what you have is really special. I know you're not looking for it, but uh, you have my blessing," Theo murmured, coughing a bit. Was that what an alpha did? She'd heard talk that pairings weren't "approved" until an alpha gave their say in some other packs. Abaven had always been family focused, though, and resources were plentiful. She would never stand the in the way of her pack's - of her family's - happiness.