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He hadn’t meant to bring up his family; he hadn’t really talked too much about them in ages. When he’d told Moon about them during their first hunt together had been an isolated incident. He gave Kajika a small smile. “I suppose you’re right. The truth is it happened so long ago I don’t dwell on it too much… sometimes my dreams just like to torment me.” As much as he didn’t want to talk about it, if he expected the beta to take his advice, he needed to do so as well. “They were all killed. I watched them die; my mother, my father, and my sister. That’s how I got these.” He knew Kajika would know he was talking about his scars; what else could he be referring to? And the man had known him before the war, so he knew the scars were older than that.
The war had been much more recent, and it was the memories of it that haunted him the most, but he didn’t want to talk about that even more. He didn’t mention it, hoping the dark man would be satisfied with his answer about his family. After a moment of quiet, he said, “My mother’s dying words to me were ‘Nobody will be with you forever.’ So far that’s been true, but I sincerely hope things will be different now.” He smiled.
Not only was he thinking of Moon, but he was also thinking of the pack. He wanted this one to be different. He loved being in Fallen Tree Cove, and he didn’t want to leave again.
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