She went to the head of the bed on Alpha’s side. He smelled calm, without pain, and of Jori. Satisfied, she moved to the foot of the bed and climbed up, one leg at a time so as not to disturb the sleepers.
She found a shallow place between the humans, inviting from their warmth, and lay down.
She huffed a great sigh. Her new bed was nice. This quilt was nicer. It smelled of Alpha, and Jori, and Sam.
Alpha Happy. Sam Happy. Pack Happy.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
D.D. Ayres loves men in uniforms and dogs, making her series with St. Martin’s Press a dream come true. She currently lives in Texas where she’s at work on her next novel. Visit her website at: www.ddayres.com or sign up for email updates here.