When accidents happen…
PEACH
I was so absorbed in my struggle with Axel that I didn’t even notice the two other male wolves on the boat. One was put with each half of the group to help instruct everyone and lead us around in the water. I knew how to swim but couldn’t say I was the best swimmer. Bentley was right there by my side, though, like always. He liked being my savior that way. I think it stoked that masculine part of him that needed to provide and protect.
Our guide, Roberto, kept glancing at the other group, at one tiny human in particular. I saw the look in his eyes; she was his mate, and he couldn’t tell her. Preaching to the choir, my guy.
The water was less than calm as we explored the sea life below the surface. Bentley was the only strong swimmer among the humans in our
