No one seemed to know what to do with the pup once we reached the pack house. And Brennan didn’t seem particularly inclined to help me figure it out. He just kept looking at me, a miserable look on his face, and I kept ignoring him. I had enough to worry about with a child in my arms who had yet to wake up, and a pack that seemed scared of a three-year -old.
Finally, I grabbed hold of a wolf, stopping her in her tracks as she was rushing by. “Prepare me a room for the child. Or, tell whoever needs to be told to prepare me a room. I will have him resting in a bed as soon as possible, understood?”
The girl looked between me and the child, terror obvious in her eyes, then she took off as soon as I let her go.
The pup let out a sigh and turned his head, so his nose was buried in my neck. Ho
