Grace and Alastair chuckled at the same time.
“That metal lock isn’t that strong like the one on the door. We can use some tools to open it.”
Morag felt a little offended, and even though she loved to feel Farlan’s warmth, she moved away and held the box.
“We should go back then.” Morag said. While she was about to run, Farlan held her back by holding her tail with his mouth gently.
“My dear she-wolf, tell me who is going to clean up the mess that you made?”
Morag looked back at Farlan, and she raised her head proudly.
“I found the box. You didn’t even smell it, so the rest of the job is yours, my dear male-wolf.”
“Morag…” Farlan called her name in disappointment, but Morag giggled, and put the box down, then with a sudden move she pushed her nose to Farlan’s, kissing him. If Farla
