Ethan’s wolf body shrinks away, and after wiping the blood off his face, he turns to me, holds his hand out, and smiles.
“Let’s go home.”
I lean back against Ethan’s chest as the IV fluids filter into my body, allowing me to relax. Uncle Mandra’s healers fuss over me, checking my vitals, the babies’ vitals, and tittering about how horrible it is for someone to drug a pregnant woman.
They make sure to give me plenty of fluids and medicine, only leaving once Ethan commands them to.
“We’ll come back in a little while,” Aaron says before he, my father, and Uncle Mandra all turn to leave.
“Wait!”
They turn, waiting like I asked while I use Ethan’s thigh as an aid, I sit up. Opening my arms, I beckon them forward and wait as they come toward me and finally lean into a hug.
“I know
