The two bathed again, but Faolán asked Alanna to clean only her private parts. He wanted his scent to be all over her skin. Accoording to his will, she wouldn't shower yet. That way, everyone would know what they've been up to. She refused to walk around the pack, full of him, like some roadside whore who serves customers and has nowhere to clean up. He eventually accepted and they went downstairs for breakfast. Faolán was reluctant to leave the room. He wanted Alanna to be with him, just him, for the rest of the time she had in the pack. In fact, he was already suffering at the thought that she would have to leave.
'That's your fault for not marking her!' Rafe complained, with a pout.
'I've already explained how things work for me, Rafe. Like it or not.' Faolán replied to the wolf, who was irritable.
'At least she's more ours now than before. Will we have puppies soon?'
