Had his mother's first mate not died it was entirely likely that he would have never existed. Kynareth had wanted at least one child to carry on her wisdom and legacy, and he would do so proudly. Even if he never knew the father that sired him, he would always have memories of the woman that raised him. Maybe if he had been thinking straight Frith would have thought of his own pups that would come after this night. No matter what came between them though, he would always look forward to growing old by her side.
His attention was focused solely on Novella and her amazing presence, his ears taking in the soft whines that left her dark lips. Excitement would pulse through his body in the form of adrenaline as his mind would focus too completely on Novella and the moment at hand. Consequences were out of the question as she whispered three simple words back to him. "Then have me." All reservations were broken as Frith would heed her word, slowly he would learn with her how to quench those desires.
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