The Brave Human Mate

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Healer Rhea's POV

Stephan could hardly find the will to sleep when the female beside his was simply reeking of mating pheromones. It was as if the goddess was torturing him by giving him such a prized female, but to have her smelling so undoubtedly good was driving both him and his beast to whine at the thought of being so close to her.
It was more than likely going to turn him feral if he didn't get a taste soon.
Good goddess, he could just imagine from the smell alone that she would Devine.

But all good things came with a cost, as Rhea was in immense pain the following morning—She didn't know how or why, but the muscles that contracted during their involvement hadn't been the best for her healing wound, and as both her pupils had determined—It would be best to keep their interactions in that sort to a low until she was properly healed.

It caused a slight gap between them, and Rhea was worried once more. She couldn't offer him more pups, to begin with, but what male would want to attach themselves to a female who couldn't have a sexual relationship?
That they couldn't extend themselves any further than that.

Goddess forbid that her males look at her with curious glances and smirk to know what happened the previous night, only to be completely oblivious that the torturous ache in her lower half was the movement of muscles that were beyond irritated between the week's heaviness and her activities with her male.

It was a damning thing to prescribe herself something for the pain, but there was nothing to cure her from the embarrassment of having to tell Stephan of what followed them into the morning.

But she had nothing to fear, not when he cupped her cheek and silenced her worries with a kiss.

That when she was healed, he hoped by then that they were more in a relationship than they are now. And the thought of the future was gaining every step of the way. Even to the point of expecting the first group of newcomers from the previous camp.

The transition didn't take much, not when the skeleton model of the main house was just a week away from being complete, perhaps even less with the incoming extra hands. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you'd climb the ladder and try to help." Dane teased, and she turned to her male and sighed.

"I would, even with my hand. Has Lillian sent word?" It pained him to give Rhea false hope, but even worse to give her upsetting news. "If there is any news, it will come with the next carriage. We could send a runner? Sure Nelo would be happy to carry a message." With this, the two turned to the wolf who spent his days tending to the animals.

He couldn't be any more happy with his task, even as he comforted a pregnant goat who was days away from giving birth. "No, I don't want him to stress about caring for Nelly—Perhaps we could go?" She asked, and the male sighed.
"Ma'am, it's unreasonable. And you know the Alpha will have a stern word with me if I take you without his knowledge." Rhea was about to argue, but it shifted into a scowl when she realized that Dane was already aware of the fact that she didn't want to tell Stephan.

"Damn, you're learning my ways too quickly."

"I am. As is the rest of your males. You have plenty of duties here, do not split yourself so thin." It wasn't as if she could if she wanted to, even by midday she was limited to a chair to recharge for the given few hours, before she make the better half of the day with only a small amount of pain.

"What do you think of this, Dane...I want your honest opinion." She deemed, turning up to look at the taller man, and she felt delighted in seeing him smile. Even through the dirt and sweat that caked his skin.