They often seemed to be on the same wavelength, he noticed. "Ah. I didn't think you'd want our relationship broadcast for some reason." Though Noctis had hinted at it. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair and leaned against the kitchen island. Noctis was going to be a problem.
He could tell by the look in his lover's eyes, how torn Carrick was by this. "I know. I never thought it would become what it has. I take it Eterna isn't going to take very well the fact that you're sleeping with a werewolf, a male werewolf, at that. Or that we have feelings for each other. I saw the look in her eyes when she saw me. The way she wrinkled her nose, I could almost tell she was thinking she smelled wet dog."