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A tribe, I want to correct, but I bite it back. There's little distinction between tribe and clan, and at the end of the day, it doesn't matter. It's just a word. Just like “love,” which means nothing without the actions to back it up.
"If every day was exactly the same as this one," Juth continues, "I would be content. No, more than content. I would be happy. This is nothing like before. Before, I felt alone, even amongst my clan. Here, it is different, but I am never alone. Here, I have a mate and another kit on the way. Here, my son is happy. So no, I do not want to change any of this."
I run my fingers through his hair, which always looks slightly messy and unkempt, despite my best efforts to tame it. He's right. Do we need more than this? Do I need a running toilet? Or do I take what I have and be happy with it every day? "You're right," I tell him. "Change sucks. I like it here."
Juth chuckles and slides a finger between my legs, teasing my still-sensitive clit. "My mate, I am always right."
The big dork. I grin, and I'm going to correct him on that…right after round number two of sex.
