Actually snorted.
In wolf form.
I swear he was trying not to laugh, but his whole body was shaking. He tried to look majestic and failed spectacularly.
And our mate?
She blinked at me, still scratching behind my ear like I was some overgrown golden retriever she’d just rescued from a snowbank.
“Uh…” she said slowly. “You like that?”
Like that? Like that?!
Woman, if I had a ring I’d be proposing with it in my teeth right now.
I made another blissful sound, somewhere between a purr and a sigh and a happy dying moose.
“Okay,” she muttered. “So either I’ve lost my mind completely, or I’ve just adopted two emotionally needy wild animals with boundary issues.”
Strauss huffed and flopped onto our back, tongue out, paws in the air, fully exposing our belly for further affection.
Rett, n
