A smile curved her lips. She was able to walk a little. At least enough to get some exercise and move her stiff muscles. That wasn't why she was out, she was out to look for her mate. Leroy hadn't told her anything when she didn't have her memory. Had he regreted being her mate? It was an interesting question that left Svara wondering if he really liked Sabeen more then she was aware. Or had he simply been afraid to tell her? The red she wolf shook it off and lifted her nose to the air for her mate.
The scent hit her like a ton of bricks. Leroy's scent was mixed with the scent of the land, already the pack was becoming formed. It made her grin as she walked towards where she had smelt him. Svara would be sure to beat the crap out of him, then kiss him. In the end she wouldn't give up her mate, not even if he spelt with Sabeen. She didn't care at this point, all she remembered was him crying over her body. Svara shook her head. He was her emotional prince.