Paisley’s face took on a cast of concentration. She grunted, then made a howling noise. Black fur sprouted all over her body and she shifted quickly into an adorable little black wolf pup.
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Sage clasped her hands together, her heart aching and so full at the same time. Paisley wasn’t a fox… she was a wolf! She was a little black wolf with a red tint in her undercoat, smaller ears than normal, and a bushier tail, with silver sprays throughout the black fur of the tail. Herrenquawas a white star outlined in black fur, and next to it, an orange planet with a white planetary ring around it, and three white lines between the planet and star.
Paisley struggled free of her clothes and tried to run off but fell over on her side and rolled in the grass. Sage gathered up her clothes, following.
Canyon ruffled the fur on Paisley’s back. “Great job, Peanut!”
Paisley tried to get up but fell on her face.
Canyon hunkered near her, grinning. “Shift back for now, let’s see if you can do it.”
The little wolf pup struggled to her feet and shifted back into a little girl. Sage dressed her quickly, feeling so happy.
Timber came close and knelt. “Do you know who I am?”
“Uncle Timber!” she shouted, jumping up and down.
“You got it!” He high-fived her, then held his arms out and Paisley ran to him. Timber lifted her to his shoulders and ran off, circling the playground.
Rosenvelt faced Sage. “Am I correct in assuming you'll no longer need our protection?”
Sage smiled. “Yes. Thank you so much for taking such good care of Paisley.”
“You’re welcome. Please call on me anytime. I’m sure we’ll be seeing more of each other soon.”
Rosenvelt motioned to his team, and they moved up toward the parking area, filing into the vans, then driving away.
Canyon took Sage’s hand and pulled her to a picnic table. He sat and pulled her onto his lap facing him, then put his forehead up against hers and spoke to her inruhi.Where do you want to live?
I can’t go live at the fuck farm. Too manyvod,I meanwolventhere.
Don't worry,vixie, we'll make our own fuck farm.
She smiled.Maybe we could live at your place. Would Paisley have her own room?
She would.He stroked the stubble on his chin.Unless Trevor lets us move Rhogun in, then we might have to put a wall up for privacy. Let’s talk about it over food.
Where?
STK Steakhouse?
Where’s that?
Chicago.
“Chicago!?”
He shrugged.We could get a hotel for a night.
Sage felt light with happiness. Chicago? She was ready.
Timber came running back over with Paisley on his shoulders. “Paisley, tell your daddy you want ice cream.”
“I want ice cream, Daddy.”
“You got it,” Canyon said.
