Chapter 38
“Now?” My deepest dream at the present moment involved filling my stomach with something that bore no resemblance to maggot cookie dough then falling into bed to sleep the day away. None of which Dakota could help me with, unfortunately, except by taking her unpleasant self out of my sight.
But that wasn’t quite true. Becca’s image flickered into my mind’s eye, the youngster’s lupine snout twitching beneath two tear-filled human eyes. I’d assumed that Wolfie was busy hunting my young cousin the entire time I’d chased my brother. But if Dad hadn’t managed to set our pack mate free, then my relative’s rescue was of paramount importance and needed to be dealt with posthaste.
As if reading my mind, Dakota sank down onto the bench beside me, her body bending toward mine in a gestu
