Enyo Burnside
I can feel my strength growing by the minute, I am sure I can walk unaided but Clayton keeps a protective arm around me as we make our way back to his cabin. Fran was getting tired and If I am honest I wanted to be alone with Clay, my wolf is prescient and purring at her mates touch.
The pack is abuzz with excitement over the new arrival, people are greeting us as we walk through the square and the atmosphere is light and jolly. I love to see how much Clayton is well respected by his people and how they aren't afraid to interact with him. I feel pride in my mate.
I blush at my thought of him, he looks down with an amused look on his face as he gently helps me up the steps. Even though he is huge and his hands are calloused he is incredibly soft in his handling of me. He he
