[ male ] [ seven ] [ mateless ] [ imprintless ] [ of iromar ] [ covet x malina ]

This was not the place where the trail was most fresh, but Riot was holding off on going in that direction. Yes, he kne he was dragging his paws on the matter, but there was still that nagging within him that was making him feel like he was simply not ready to go there. Not yet. Soon, but he needed to really think about what he was doing and how it could change things. Change his life, what he knew. But it was still information, should be treated as he always treated such things. When he felt more ready, because if this was a real connection to his own life, then he needed to be prepared for that. Riot was not sure that he was there yet. He hoped that he soon would be, because holding back was such a terrible thing for him to be allowing of himself.

And when he found out more, not only would it affect him, but he would be loyalty-pressed to tell Aithne all that he knew. He had to be prepared not only to know more about himself and all the bad it could bring, but to expose all of that to his alpha. She might not be very happy on what she learned, and Riot was concerned over that fact. It did not need to do any real damage to him, did not need to alter how he lived, what was thought of him. None of that. He had already been open about not knowing what his bloodline was like, that he did not know what connections he would have from that. Yet Riot was not just the sum of his blood. He wanted to be much more than that, because he hadn't been wanted in the first place.