A voice in a memory

“Whatever anyone else might think, I’m glad you’ve got your memories back, Magnus” Mortis said, voice filled with honesty. He had missed Magnus, and it had been hard. Scenting and knowing he was around, but not the wolf he had known. It was strange, but also a relief, to have the true Magnus back.

“Me?” Mortis paused as the questions were turned his way. He took a moment, considering what to say. His life had been… well. Not what he had expected it to be. He could dwell on the sadness, like the loss of Malalia, or Hana’s sudden dislike of him. But he found himself instead thinking of Hika. “I found someone…” he said, almost shyly. He didn’t know what Magnus would think of his choice in mate. Certainly he knew his father did not approve.


"Mortis Fatalis"