Marlowe patted Lyra's head and rubbed Lulu's side. They were demanding creatures when it came to attention and affection, which was why he was glad that the Space Master helped him move all of them around so they could be together with him, or else they would be neglected.
Emma watched and wished she had dog biscuits, or at least something suitable for both of the cute creatures right now. If there was anything she wanted to call Marlowe now but she bit her tongue down…
"Alpha,"
Marlowe looked up and narrowed his eyes at her, "What?"
Emma cleared her throat and sipped her tea. "Ah, it simply reminded me of the lessons that I learned before. For creatures and maybe ancestors of Lyra and Lulu, there are leaders, usually called alphas by some people."
"Huh, do you mean wolves?" Marlowe said.
So there were wolves. She was safe.