“Do you have fleas?” Alanna asked seeing the steady, nervous way Rhiannon was moving her foot.

“What...? No!” she replied, turning back to the small room where Aidan and his wolves were working.

She hadn't slept all night. She had taken more than three cold showers but the only thing she could think about was that kiss with Aidan.

Across from her, in a small enclosure set aside for that purpose, he and his wolves were working with small children. They would come in with their parents and Aidan would explain the procedure to them because yes, they even had a procedure. Trying it with one of the kids had been enough to know exactly what they had to do.

“Is everything all right?” Alanna asked.

“So far it is. Raksha helps get the wolves out, Corso and Akela contain them, and Aidan calms them down. Who knows what he says or does but they calm down in no time!” sighed Rhiannon, crossing her arms.

Just then the Wolf of the Goddess was dragging a young wolf out of an eight-year-old boy. The p