The delicate dance of submission and dominance between Kiara and Tharin was normal. They took the same roles almost every time and would always return to the same conclusions. Kiara was submissive and Tharin was dominant, yet this time was different. The arctic female submitted as normal, but Tharin's reaction to her was almost extreme. His tail arched higher and his ears held high. Tharin's entire body was on edge and his display, while impressive, was unusual. There was an air of pride and satisfaction in his performance, showing off his strength and health.
Kiara could almost feel his need as he rubbed against her, pushing her slightly so that she had to side step to keep balance. When his voice came, there was a quality to it that she had never heard before. Sure, the heat of another put most of the pack members on edge, but Tharin was acting as if Kiara was the one in heat. His words were straight and too the point, crossing the invisible line that they had been teetering on for a long time.
A serious air surround the alabaster wolf and her sapphire eyes scrutinized Tharin. Kiara allowed him to rub against her, his larger and stronger body moving against hers. Yet her own body was stiff as her mind ran through the implications and consequences of Tharin's actions. Last time she had chosen a mate, it had ended with the male disappearing once her womb was full. The fact that Lucia and Kohaku remained alive was a miracle. But Tharin was not Alonso. Tharin had proven himself around pups and had proven himself as a hunter. He was the beta male, making their union very precarious. What if Zalen thought it was a challenge to his rank? Any non-shifter would assume so, but what about the luperci? If they mated, would they be thrown out?
The snowy female's mind reeled as she thought of Tharin and the pack. Any female would be lucky to have Tharin as a mate, and he was pursuing her. If Kiara chose to wait, she might loose him. If she chose to continue, she might loose the pack. With the decision before her decided to watch and wait. If only for a moment. If Tharin tried to mount her or get to close to her rear, she would let loose a warning growl. She needed to be absolutely sure.
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