#Chapter 317 – Draft

I’m too tired for the full dream state that night, but even though I’m asleep some part of me is conscious of my wolf moving anxiously to the edge of my bond with Jacks, and lifting her snout, and giving a sharp little howl, her feet tapping and calling to his wolf. Jackson’s wolf appears instantly across that little bridge, trotting across it with ease but lowering his head a little when he sees mine – takes in the mess of her fur, covered in dust and dirt from hours running with Luca’s wolf, using her body to knock free the mud and the dust. Jackson’s wolf huffs with displeasure – not with the fact that she spent time with Luca’s wolf and helped him just…not liking to see her exhausted and disheveled. He moves forward then, softly beginning to nuzzle my wolf, cleaning her up in turn. He licks her face, quite tender and gentle, and then moves along her body, rubbing his own against it. My wolf gives another little exhausted howl and lays down. Jackson’s wolf takes a few more min