*Milo*
My wolf goes into a total panic mood not at all listening to me telling him to stay calm. He sprints to the bed, jumps on it and hides his large head under the duvet.
‘Remus’. I groan. “What the f**k are you doing ?’
‘It works for ostriches, it might work for wolves’. He mumbles.
I sigh and mentally facepalm myself. ‘It won’t work you dum dum … do you think she is dumb or blind ?’
“Hi there doggy”. Saige calls softly. “I had no idea there was a sweet big doggy here … have you seen Milo ?”
‘She thinks we are a dog’. Remus perks up. ‘Maybe not all is lost’.
I really want to strangle my Wolf right now and to change back, but I have a feeling that the Wolf turning into naked me with my head under the duvet and the ass in the air would scare her more.
‘The moment she gets a close
