Ylva shook her head as he came closer.  "I intended to say that I would not bow to lesser wolves within your pack, Valko.  It is comforting to know though, that you understand that being alpha is not just about being the biggest or the strongest."  She replied.<br/><br/>As he got within reaching distance, Ylva brought a hand up and placed it on the expanse of his stomach, a bit above his belly button.  The skin was taught and warm under her touch, despite the cold water of the river.  If they continued on like this, letting instinct pull at their minds as it was, she knew they were about to take an intense turn.  Her hand served as a way to feel him and a way to keep him from closing the short gap between them, even if a part of her desperately wanted to do just that.  It would be so easy to just allow herself to drown in him, to forget the pain of what had happened to her in a haze of desire and need.<br/><br/>"We can't--We can't do this," Ylva began softly.  Her hand slid up along his stomach, bit by bit, until her palm sat over his heart.  She could feel the even thump of it beneath her fingers, steady and resilient.  "I know what you are feeling, it is calling to me too.  I can see it your eyes, I have seen the eyes of a hungry wolf before."  She began to pull in slow, even breaths as she stood before him.  Many of the packs had forgotten the way of the Lugn Måne, the calming moon.  There were not many wolves with abilities like Ylva's born in this age, they were few and far between, but generally a great blessing to the packs that contained them.  Her latent calming effect allowed most of her packmates to have better control over their shifting and connection to their wolf.  She had never quite used the ability like this, though.  Her parents had been guarded about it, not wanting some enterprising alpha to attempt to take her from their pack.  Antony had been completely oblivious to what she was, and that fact made Ylva slightly worried for her pack, but it was not something she could help now.<br/><br/>"It's never been like this for me before, never this strong.  And I said I did not want to complicate your life or your pack, so we have to be careful, otherwise, I fear we'll end up fumbling on the shores of this river, barely a heartbeat away from where your pack could see..."  Her words took on a tranquil tone, though the desire to be close to him, to feel more of him, still beat wildly within her.  As moments passed, the wolf instincts began to quiet enough that she had a better hold on herself.<br/><br/>"I want to stay with you.  I am doing my best to hold myself together, but I'm not sure I would feel a sense of safety with one of your female packmates.  I need that right now.  Maybe just for a few days."  Ylva explained as her rational mind came back to her.  She was not sure it was entirely a good idea right now, they could still end up feeling this pull again within the confines of his dwelling.  Still, she had the sense she could trust him.  Everything she had ever heard about him or his parents was of a positive sort, he seemed to be a good leader who cared for those under him.<br/><br/>"Unless you think would be a bad idea?"  She lifted her dark amber eyes to meet his, her hand still firmly on his chest.