~ JAYAH ~
"I know it's life but… I've always seen Elia's heart in you, Gar. Even more than your sister, though please don't tell Elreth I said so."
Gar snorted, but Jayah plowed on. "You carry a tribe now—how are the Protectors? I've been so consumed lately I haven't checked in—"
Gar's eyes lit up. He beamed with pride. "They are thriving," he said in a low, pleased voice that sounded so much like his father's, Jayah's breath stopped. Unaware of her reaction, Gar continued. "My Alphas are handling the people. There are already many new mate-pairs forming. It's… it's very gratifying. The people are happy."
Jayah blinked back tears. "And are you?" she asked simply.
Gar's forehead wrinkled as he considered that. Then he smiled, but there were shadows behind his eyes too. "I'm very happy with my mate. I'm very happy with my tribe."
