IRIS
I woke up to a warm, rough tongue dragging across my ear. For a second, I didn't understand where I was. My body was warm, warmer than I had expected and there was a heavy weight draped across my body. It was Ronan's tail and speaking of him, Ronan was busy grooming the fur around my ears. I was still in wolf form and Zorya was deeply content. I could feel it in the way she held perfectly still, letting Ronan work.
Good morning, she murmured. He has been doing this for an hour.
"An hour?"
He started with our muzzle, then our neck and now our ears. He is very thorough. The way he was doing it made it feel so intimate that even Zorya caught on to my discomfort.
Why are you uncomfortable? Zorya asked. This is natural. This is how wolves show love. I would have rolled my eyes if I w
