"What are you doing here?" Zen asked sharply as he noticed Ramona standing in the doorway. But even as he spoke, he already knew the answer.
"You're going away for a few days," she said softly, stepping inside as if the room belonged to her. "I just came to accompany you tonight."
"I don't need you to accompany me, Ramona. Go home."
But Ramona only shook her head. "No. It's tradition," she insisted quietly. "When a pack member is going away for a few days, they spend the night with their mate before leaving. So, I've come to accompany you."
Zen paused in the middle of folding his clothes and gave her a look that could have cut through metal, "Really? You remember I was away for three years, don't you? I don't seem to recall you coming to accompany your 'mate' back then."
