Skirting the edge of the crowd of wolves, he made it back to the cabin and locked them in before going back upstairs. Allies was exactly where he'd left her. After he made up the bed once more, he picked her up and nestled her into the plush mattress and pillows. Before moving to his side of the bed, he picked up her left hand. The burns were red and irritated. Hmm, she'd need to soak the hand in hot water tomorrow-he glanced at the window- or whenever she woke up.
She smiled, pulling her hand out of his grasp as she rolled over. "Mmm, where'd you go?"
He stripped his jeans and crawled into the bed. "To the elders. It's nearly sunrise."
Mumbling, not even opening her eyes, she tucked herself into his side, snuggling her face into his shoulder. "Good night, Deucalion."
Gritting his teet
