A smile graced the old wolf's lips when he noticed the distraction in her answer, and where her eyes lingered. Considering the last few days the pack had had, blowing off steam was sounding more tempting by the minute. He gave her a distracted look of his own, his lids lowering a little. It was clear where his thoughts were taking him.
Before he could get too distracted, he did as she bid heaved the giant cauldron across the fire. Careful not to send any sparks anywhere. Not that it mattered, the pack was so damp that there was nothing to catch alight.
When he pulled back from the work, Isa caught up to him. Placing her paws across his skin as she graced him with a kiss. He caught at her with a paw of his own, holding her to him. A growl slipped past his lips as he looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms. “Don’t you? I’m a selfish bastard, I need a little more than that” He teased her
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