Glen was wandering around, not knowing where to go. He didn't dare go back to the cave and be disappointed again if he couldn't stay. Even though the Alpha of Bloodhood had been understanding and assuring him Eden's state wasn't his fault, the werewolf still believed he was responsible. After all, he had rejected him. He remembered the moment he woke up right after sharing his omega's heat and his heart sank.
He sighed and continued to walk aimlessly. The alpha wasn't used to the cave yet, but luckily he had his sense of smell to help him if he ever lost. However, he took real pleasure in wandering through the cavern tunnels, guessing from the pheromones and attitudes whether he was welcome or not. Moreover, he liked being surrounded by his kind.
