My sweet human is not the only first time mother in the room insisting the task ahead of them is impossible, and I’m not the only mate purring. Still, when I stop for a moment to test whether the other men’s purrs soothe Ella, her heart rate begins to increase again, and I know she only responds to mine.
It’s the pup.” I tell my wolf, who’s strutting around with masculine pride in my head. “It has to be the pup.”
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That night I wake alone in bed.
At first I’m not sure what woke me, it’s not until I realize my arms are empty and I reach for Ella that I understand she’s missing. I sit up, instantly alert. She’s not in the room, and the bathroom is dark and empty. I surge out of bed, scenting the air. I don’t smell an intruder or sense anything off - not that I would
