Number 42's POV
'Please.' I pleaded. 'I don't think that Nate would bring someone to help that had bad intentions, and nor would Brutus.'
My wolf was silent for a while, and I gestured apologetically to Nate while I waited for her to answer. Eventually, she sighed heavily.
'Fine.' She grumbled. 'But if she crosses the line, I am well within my rights to voice my disapproval.'
I grinned at Nate, and a look of relief washed over his face.
"She agreed?" he asked almost timidly, as I nodded in response.
He stood abruptly and headed towards the door as I felt my wolf whine at the removal of his presence from close proximity.
"I'll go and fetch her. She's eager to meet you and put a lot of thought into the things she got you. I hope your wolf understands. I didn't think th
