Close together and far apart

Not good. He'd have to check back with her about Tethys regularly. Surely getting it quick and strong was a bad sign. He ground his teeth, hating the feeling of helplessness. He was much better at fighting his way to an answer, but he was doing his best to face this with a level head. Knowing that wasting time moaning about things he couldn't change would only hurt his wolves. That didn't make this any easier for Bas.


He tensed when she spoke of her worry, explaining it was only morning sickness. “Good” he said, relieved there was no sign of the sickness in her. He needed her, most of all, to be safe.


Wait.


Wait


No, what did she say? His eyes snapped back to her with a growl. He dug his paws into the earth with the force of keeping himself rooted. A sheen of emotion brushed over his gaze. “Morning. Sickness.” He ground out.