Beowulf thought about how he would tell Yuri and if he should even tell her. But Beowulf could not see why he would hear such a thing and not inform Yuri about it. He knew that it would seem like he was going against his people -- it would seem like he was a traitor but Beowulf was close to not caring about that at all. Yuri was his destined mate and she was his priority -- even though she didn't know that yet.
He cleared his throat and brought his hands out of his pockets. "Shall we?" Beowulf said as he stretched out one of his hands.
