Ravyn understood Voren's perspective perfectly well. Back when he had both Seraphine and Daisy in his life, Voren had been the one who made most of the trips, visiting both the city and the pack without ever complaining or making Ravyn feel guilty about the arrangement.
He had never kept score or made their friendship feel like an obligation, and remembering those days left an uncomfortable heaviness in Ravyn's chest.
The truth was that he missed Voren more than he cared to admit, and the loneliness he had been trying to ignore was beginning to get to him. Unfortunately, Voren had once experienced exactly what he was going through and understood better than anyone how to deal with it.
At the moment, Ravyn was caught between the mate bond pulling at his instincts and what he genuinely believed was best for his pack.
