The man had been content with staying with the borders of the pack, occasionally leaving in hopes of recruiting some members. Mostly, he stayed with Rory, his heart heavy for her. She was continuing to get stronger with each passing day, but Ash knew that it was hard without a mother and father. Narimé and Ash could only do so much and it was no shock that the alpha did as much as he could to secure her safety. Of course, she was getting older now and he need for him would slowly start to diminish. The Hervok knew that it would probably be the hardest part for him in this situation. He had grown so close to her and often she was all he thought about. The dark brown alpha knew that he needed to relax, but he didn't know how he could. Often he would pace back and forth until his paws hurt because he didn't know what to do with himself. Today, he had been ding just that, his brows creased, obviously in concern.
He wanted to be able to give Rory some space because now he just felt like he was consuming her. He needed to spend time with someone who wasn't a child and would set his mind straight, but in such a dark place in his tortured mind, he had no one in mind. He huffed and puffed, his mossy green eyes desperately trying to find something to focus on. He growled lowly to himself. Things were much harder, now that Athena had left again and to form her own pack where he had once happily called home. How dare she. The thought caused another displeased growl to rumble in his chest. Ash would always love Athena, it was one part of his curse that he hated. He would always love Treena and Athena and Namara....and anyone else who had the misfortune of being captured by his heart. He just meant bad news for whoever fell for him, because in the end, they too would end up disappearing one way or another.
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