Chapter 22

Once Kaylum was confident I had decently recovered from my heat, he began making preparations to leave for Halloween.

“Kaylum, I can cook for myself.”

“Oh sure you can,” he teases with a smile. “But I’m not taking any risks. I’m putting food in the cooler for you. Don’t fight me on this.”

“What am I supposed to do when you’re gone, though?” I whine.

“You could do me.”

My head snapped towards Alpha Brooks, eating what he claimed was a sandwich. It was a sauce abomination with bread, if you ask me. He looks up.

“What?”

“What did you just say?” I need clarification.

Why does he turn red so much?”

“Did…did I say that out loud?”

“Whatever it was, yeah,” Kaylum says. “You probably did.”

Alpha Brooks turns a deeper shade. Why? He looks perfectly healthy. Now that I think about it, he does still smell like burning fur. Burning…burning…

“Oh my god!” I shriek, standing quickly. “Are you embarrassed?”