Chapter Thirty-Four
Picking up the flower, Quinn took Baenen’s hand and walked silently beside him to the room she’d used earlier. Stopping at the door, she looked up at him. “Will we be able to collect my clothes before we go to my world this afternoon? I much prefer jeans.”
“Yours will be cleaned and returned to you before you wake. We will need to go to Masquerade so I can check on Maya.”
“Who?”
“My wolf.”
“How did she leave the Hunt?”
“She was never part of the Hunt, only ran at my side. I had her long before I was Gwyl.” He continued to hold her hand.
“And Sweet Pea? Did you have her before too?”
He smiled. “She was born by flowering Sweet Peas and was so curious about them.” He chuckled softly. “I was about five and as fascinated by her as she was by the flowers.”
She stared
