RETT POV
When Pauline said, “I think they’re stuck with me for a very long time,” my heart did this thing where it forgot how to beat for a full three seconds and then came back online like someone had hit me with a defibrillator of pure serotonin.
Ira, was purring so loudly in my head I’m surprised Pauline’s dad didn’t think I was choking. The man even gave us a sideways look and asked, “Are you sure these wolves aren’t, like… kitten hybrids or something?”
Strauss, Robert’s wolf, was purring too. And let me tell you something—Robert pacing inside him like a schoolgirl who just got asked to prom by the quarterback wasn’t helping me keep a straight face. We were both emotionally constipated with joy. Which sounds unromantic, but trust me, it's a real thing.
The drive to Pauline’s house
