Hugh ran a hand down his face as he walked the streets of Kings Landing, his boots making silent thumps. Hugh was intending to get home to his mate and sick pup, but it seemed fate would have other plans.

Hugh halted as the most delicious scent clouded his senses, it was much better than when his own mate was in heat. The scent had Hugh letting out a soft grunt, he felt dizzy and his pupils were dilating.

Hugh was fighting against his own instincts, he had a mate already, he couldn't take another, that would break his bond to Kat and Kat would suffer for it.

Then again, Kat did only give him one pup, a sick one... though Hugh did love that pup, dearly. He still desired healthy ones. Before Hugh even realized it, his body was moving in the direction of the scent.