Alec does, too. Sometimes while he sits awake and listens to the sound of Lark breathing alongside him, he thinks about how narrow that miss was, even though -

"We fought to be where we are." So it wasn't so much a narrow miss as a deliberate, relentless campaign. "And I wouldn't trade that for anything. I wouldn't change it."

He offers his hand; he saw that glance. "I'm learning to be more rational about the pack. It's easier, here, now that I can see it doesn't always have to be just wolves. It's more that pack was here before me - it's part of how I came to know you, and I know exactly how you would feel if you didn't have other wolves around you to understand the things only wolves can."