The words that followed set both sides of the black wolfs mind on ablaze in a warm but painless fire. She loves me? Hotei's voice quivered battling against Burn for control of his body once more. She loves us The darker half of his spirit answered at ease with the gray she wolf beside him. It was true Burn held her in higher regard than most all other wolves that he knew. Spare for maybe Uncle Honijo and one old white friend from his lone burning days. His heart did beat for her. Burn wanted her to stay close to him. He felt possessive of this woman, and only wanted her to succeed in life. To be close to her while she succeeded, to watch her be happy. That was what he wanted. Hotei too, wanted her to be happy. Right now if that meant being close then everything was a-okay for him.
Both personalities, dark and light wanted the best for Jessie. They could not deny their feelings for the woman, and even felt jealous of each other for their feelings over her. She was theirs and no one else's. With a comfortable growl emitting from the depths of his belly Hotei and Burn lay their head on the silver she wolfs soft shoulder. Soaking in her scent they basked in the feelings that overtook them.
"And we..we love you..." The two males, light and dark finally regarded each other. Knowing that this moment would change their lives, or life, as it was. Burn and Hotei. Their thoughts turned to Jessie and the pack. What were they to do now? With Marsh barely sufficing as leader? Then the arrogant Ice cracking beneath Burns pressure? The pack, their family,,He would not last if Ice decided to be an ass and challenge Marsh. It was a possibility that could happen. Logically Burn could see Ice being leader, and being good at it. Perhaps taking Swift River out of its rutt. However Hotei did not want to see this happen. Not with the many things that had already occurred and changed recently.
"Do you also love the family here.. in Swift River? The pack as it is now.. Would you like to see it rise up again and thrive?" He asked in a low grumble closing his yellow eyes as he rested upon her, wishing slightly that she would move closer to him, as close as she could.