Otis's POV:
"Dizzy?"
I felt some concern as I listened to Conrad's voice, and then I held his forehead with my hand.
"Could it be that there is some fever."
I carefully felt his body temperature, but there was no rolling sensation coming from his forehead.
"Probably I'm too tired, I should be fine after I sleep, it's nothing serious."
Suddenly I felt Conrad's hand holding my cheek, his voice had some weakness in it, but with an unmistakable tenderness.
"Otis you know, I never thought this day would come, you earned the approval of the entire wolf pack by your own efforts."
Here he suddenly grinned, as if his excessive movement had driven the wound on his body.
"Don't move around."
I gave him a reproachful look, then continued to lick the wound on his shoulder.
"When I first deci
