“Did I hear that right? We are going to have a pup?” He holds her shoulders, and she’s still reeling after the shock of waking him up.
“Oh, so that wakes you, huh!” She tilts her head trying her best to glare at him, but she’s just so relieved that he is awake, she can’t.
Tears start to fill her eyes as a sob rips its way through her body.
“I thought I’d lost you.”
“Never.” He pulls her into his strong arms, and she snuggles into the crook of his neck, taking in his scent.
“Here, drink this.” The crone hands him a mug, and he pulls his face when he smells it.
“Drink it. It will help.” Tabatha nods and watches as he pinches his nose and quickly gulps down the liquid.
He shivers, and she can’t help but laugh. The crone is well-known for her healing potions, but the best ones taste awf
