Chapter 38

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During the night, Hestia was remarkably calm for a puppy. She only whined once, probably because Kaos had let her on the bed immediately instead of trying to make her sleep on the floor. She was a baby—she needed closeness. He did understand that it would just make her more likely to want to sleep on the bed even when she was full grown, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

She cuddled next to him, pressed against his side, and slept through the night except for once when she whined and he had to calm her down with half-asleep gentle scratches. In the morning he figured she might’ve heard Padraig coming home, because she made the same sound when Kaos’s door opened quietly and Padraig called for her.

Sleepily, Kaos grabbed the puppy and lowered her to the floor so she wouldn’t jump, then rolled over, falling asleep again. He woke up to a quiet knock this time.

“Kaos, I’m on my way out. I’ve an early appointment. Should I leave Hestia to you or are you getting up?”