As the days went by, I was slowly adapting to the new life with my foxy mate. It was definitely a lot harder in the beginning, but it seemed like even the pack members were getting used to his presence. They didn’t love being around him of course; the dirty looks were still there, but were just less frequent. After living with him for more than a week, everyone was probably starting to realize that he truly wasn’t that much of a threat.
Though it was still soon, it gave me the confidence to take another step forward in my relationship with Fintan and his new role as part of this pack.
“You sure you want me to come with you?” He looked at me with insecurity. “I mean, I’m already happy enough with the fact that these wolves aren’t trying to eat me alive. I don’t wanna get in the way of you
