Sally let out an unladylike snort. “Why am I not surprised? Was it something that involved one male breathing in the general direction of another’s true mate?”
That was all either of them said as Sally began her ministrations and Dalton finished brushing Jewel’s hair and began to pour water onto it until all of the strands where wet. As his fingers massaged the shampoo into her hair, he found that he very much like the pomegranate smell of the soap that blended so well with her already sweet scent. He realized at that moment as he cared so intimately, regardless of what Sally thought, for his female, he wished he could speak through their bond. He wanted to share with her just how beautiful he found her. In a world where all he had seen for so long was black, grey, and shadows, for the fi
