When I woke up it was bright and quiet in the bedroom. I looked around and discovered that Maxwell was sitting in an armchair and sleeping next to our bed. I smiled a little "he's been watching over us!" I squealed completely at the sound of my wolf's voice. "Watching over us? What do you mean?" I looked confused at her. "you've been sleeping for three days!" my wolf strode by to get up on the hind legs and push the forelegs far ahead. Then she lounged lazily around and sat down with a smirk, "Aren't we hungry?" She asked, and immediately my stomach growled. I lifted myself up to my elbows and immediately Maxwell came to life. He fell to his knees beside the bed and looked at me to investigative. He put a hand on my forehead and frowned. I raised an eyebrow "Do I have a fever?" First he je
