Zane’s POV
A little more careful this time, I forced myself back up, keeping the weight off my foot. Damn it! Either my wolf wasn’t healing it at all, or I’d been more seriously injured than I’d originally thought. Which meant I was stuck here – for now…
A problem for another day!
For now, the scent of dinner was calling my name. Carefully, I hopped/wabbled over to a chair and leaned on it for support. However, when my d**k made contact with the cold wood, I was once again made aware of my nakedness. Personally, I didn’t care, but I had a feeling that if Arella came back and saw my junk out in the open, she’d beat me with that infuriating spatula of hers.
Sighing, I reached for the blanket she’d put around me before and, with a few ties and knots, I had it wrapped around me like a frea
