"Huh," I blurt out, confused but pleased. Lion just frowns and looks back and forth at us, confused but annoyed, "That's good then, we still don't have to worry about... love, marriage, pups and all that boring shït, thank god."
"Yeah, thank god," Mid replies and raises her good hand to bump it with mine before looking down at her injured hand, "I'm really healing. It's amazing."
"Yes and you need to start eating meat. Your wolf needs it," I remind her and Mid grimaces, but nods. Lion keeps thinking, "Dude, it's all good. Chill. It was a false alarm."
"I don't think so," he mutters, still frowning, "This kind of thing isn't prone to mistakes, okay? There's something strange going on. I think we need help from someone who's an expert in spirituality..."
"Boo, boring!” I complain, rollin
