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Gideon was new to things like love and relationships. He had seen instances of them before with his aunt and Conor, but even that had felt strained to him at times. He could sense when things weren’t going perfectly by the change in his aunt’s expression or the way that she spoke to him, and felt that perhaps others could see it too. He had never been in a relationship with someone and had only ever felt companion love in his life so far, love for his family and the two pups that he had saved from the fire. He didn’t know how the dynamic of a relationship was supposed to go and had never experienced a mate leaving him or having his heart broken. It had hurt when he had learned that his mother had died, for he had missed her greatly as a little puppy, but his aunt and pack had come to fill that void in his little heart.
The house that he shared with Conor, Bris, and his siblings was usually bustling with activity…but today it was quiet. He wasn’t used to the calm and the sound of knocking got his attention. He could hear little paws skittering across the floor as one of the pups went to see who it was, and slowly rose from his bed. He and the pups usually slept on the large king-sized bed in his bedroom, each taking up a different spot on it, but they were growing up and he expected that they would each have their own rooms soon enough. Perhaps soon. Gideon was just opening the bedroom door when a small nose poked through the opening, and he cracked it open to face his daughter. Who was at the door?
”Thanks, sweetie. I’ll go see what she needed” He said, reaching down to try and give her a pat on the head. He rubbed sleep from his eyes; ever since he’d found the pups he hadn’t been sleeping as well at night, plagued by dreams of their dark mother, and he often took to taking short naps during the day to make up for what he was missing out on at night. He was almost certain that he had woken the pups up a time or two with his groaning and tossing and turning. He went to the door, stumbling a bit along the way but managing to catch his balance and keep it. ”Hey” He held the front door open, beckoning her inside. ”Sorry, I just woke up from a nap. What’s up?”
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