Just like my mates were learning me, and my needs, I was also growing more attuned to them and theirs. Grey was my nurturer, my defender, my fixer, who sought to care for all of me, mind, body, and soul. He cared about my moods, my feelings, my emotional needs, and tried to help me heal, from wounds both seen and unseen. My grey mate wanted to provide for and protect me as a whole, both the woman and the wolf, both my heart and body. He wanted me to be happy and feel loved, safe, and secure.Roam was more narrowly focused on caring for my physical needs and my sexual ones. His main objectives were to keep me protected from outside threats, physically healthy, and sexually satiated. While I knew my dark mate did not want me to be miserable and hate him, my mental health would always take a back seat compared to my physical. He saw in black and white; the end justified the means. And I could not even entirely blame him for that anymore or hate him for it. Because I understood him better
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