Dawson
This late, there was pretty much no one around in the pack house. I mind linked the patrollers we would pass on our short journey down to the kitchens and asked them to kindly be elsewhere for a moment, so Gaia wouldn’t have to deal with greeting them in my hoodie and nothing else. Though I had to admit, she looked sexy as hell, curly hair wet, wearing just my sweater as a dress. My c*ck twitched appreciatively.
I led the way to the kitchens, certain Gaia wouldn’t have been here before. It was mostly empty at this point, but Callie and two other she wolves remained, removing loaves of fresh bread from the ovens, and chopping up fruits and vegetables. Callie looked up, stirring something on the stove.
“Oh!” She exclaimed in surprise as she took us in. “Alpha! Luna! How unexpected!
