Maat's POV
After our wolves had their fun, they gave us control back.
‘Thank you for giving me the chance to be with Zeuxis. He is a wild dog, and I loved everything he did to me.’ Naila chimed in.
‘I am happy you enjoyed yourself.’ I replied, not wanting to know what they did to each other.
We raced to the garden, where we left our clothes and shifted back. After wearing our clothes, Nestor took my hand and guided me through the garden into the house.
“The sun will be out soon and we have to meet up with the elders at 9 am.” He spoke with a yawn.
I held his hand tight and sending warmth of energy to him. “Feel better now?” I asked, smiling. He stopped walking and turned me to face him.
“Sweet love, you didn't have to do that.” He said, brushing my hair back with his fingers.
