After our intense s*x session, I fled the bed, because I didn’t know how to touch the topic of not using protection.
How would I tell Xander that every time we had s*x, we were bareback and this increased our chances of having wolf pups. And considering how fertile we wolves were, this was concerning.
Xander insisted on driving me to work, and the atmosphere in the car felt somewhat strained. We had both been wearing high-necked clothing for an extended period to conceal our mating marks, and it was becoming increasingly challenging to keep our secret hidden from prying eyes.
We both were aware that this was not the ideal solution for our situation, but something temporary was needed.
During the drive, I decided to share my thoughts with Xander sensing his good mood. He seemed more liv
