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Lucio - About half way to Moonlit Manor

They were maybe half way to the manor before Rhea met them, making both the Lucio and Draco pause their feet. He wasn’t sure how she always managed it, but Lucio had to admit that when there was a pup involved, that woman could travel at speeds he didn’t even want to attempt reaching. He hadn’t even the chance to catch her scent before she was crouched beside her son.

Draco himself was currently wearing one of his brighter smiles, his little canines displayed proudly. “Rhea!” the little wolf spouted excitedly, already diving into her for a hug. “We’re going to the moon house.” He said happily. Behind him, Lucio smirked, but it quickly fell after Rhea spoke again. 

“Yeah, I smelt it.” Lucio grumbled irritably, though if you knew him any, you could tell that it was pure concern written into his posture. The fact that he could smell his pack, his alpha, on the move… and then that other scent. Something was beginning to stir, and it left the older wolf feeling uneasy. 

“Yeah. Yeah, I think I should.” Lucio grumbled, snapping back to the situation at hand and tossing the woman an apologetic smile. He knew she didn’t mind taking care of Draco any, but he still felt like he was just dumping him on her sometimes. 

“But dad, what about our lunch.” The young wolf interjected with a slight pout, raising their lunchbox above his head as a solid reminder. He didn’t want his dad to miss lunch in the garden.

“I’ll be back in time for lunch, don’t worry buddy.” Lucio reassured, “You get a head start, bud, and be good for Rhea.” He called, though, he didn’t expect the boy to be troublesome. Even at his worse, the kid could never be considered a brat. After a quick hug from the young wolf, the elder quickly began in the direction he last smelt his pack leader.