Abijah & Tank P.O.V
Tank P.O.V
'It's 11 pm, Zavier.' 'I know Tank but something's wrong with her.' I can sense a lot of conflicting emotions coming from her. 'Ok, I'll handle it Zavier, see you tomorrow.' He nods looking worried but goes to his cabin. I look at her on the bed asleep with the she-pups, 'Angel?' She gasps turning to me, "Tank?" She looks sad so I scoop her up and nuzzle her neck as we leave Zaviers' room to make our way to our quarters. I have the keys in my pocket they were in the gift bag. Good thing Zavier didn't lose them while playing around.
