Am I ever gonna see your face again?

So he was right, she was pregnant. That had happened quickly, despite her assurances that it would be some time. He fleetingly wondered who she had decided to father kids with, before he caught the scent of an Ashen wolf in her coat. His assessment on her gearing up had been right, as well. His mouth set into a grimace. He did not want to let her go, but nor could he bring himself to fight a pregnant woman. The slow stream of goodbyes in his life had cured him of the belief he could hold onto everyone, but it left a hole in his heart every time regardless. He loved his wolves, he loved them fiercely and he would fight tooth and nail to protect them.

And still, they left him.

He let out a soft sigh, and lowered his forehead to touch lightly against her own. He didn’t have to lower it very much, they stood shoulder to shoulder these days. “The Armada would offer you a safety net, a place to raise your kids in safety” He pointed out softly, through he had a feeling her mind was already made up.

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