The best solution for moments like these was to control her two mates with their pheromones. And Clara had become an expert at precisely controlling her pheromones. So she let them out in the direction of the two of them. Sure enough, they both instantly scowled at her and growled at her.

-Don't do that- Dixon was the first to protest.

-I do and I will until they control their dominant male instinct. You're on my turf, I'm in charge here- she broke away from Dixon and focused on Ethan.

-How are you feeling?- he needed to know her condition.

The wolf focused on her and blinked slowly, ignoring his brother completely. He moved in her direction with a heavy body and raised an arm to rest his hand on her cheek.

-Are you really Clara, my Clara- she looked like she didn't want to believe it.

The she-wolf grabbed his hand and kissed his palm.

-You don't smell me, you don't feel me. I am Clara, I am in front of you.

Ethan looked from her to his brother and he nodded.

-Clara got me out of wher