need to lose control

He'd rumble as her teeth met his skin, he'd lean into her side, taking in her familiar scent and breathing in her essence. Mercy really was his world, and he might not have shown it very well recently but he was trying to get acclimated back into pack life. He'd gotten used to being alone, to keeping to the dark places. Of not being noticed.. even though he was a klutz it seemed he had a little natural talent. He'd not been found by Mercy the last few days. "I've been learning the territory." Every nook and cranny he could find, "I didn't find much in the way of dens though, think you might let me share yours?" He'd smile as she sat beneath him, pushing her chin against his jaw he'd lean and kiss her softly. Suddenly rather caught off guard by the question she would ask. He'd paused, pushing his head next to hers' wanting their noses to touch as he looked into her eyes. "I could never hate you, Mercy." Did she realize how much she meant to him?