Nova Peak We all wish for more.

Riley didn’t know it, but this was the calm before the storm. If the pair felt run ragged now, they were in for a sore surprise — imagine how they would feel three weeks later, pulled in every which direction by a series of endless needs and hungry mouths.

It pained him to see Masque so uncomfortable and know he was the progenitor of it. Why couldn’t wolves just lay eggs?

As Masque gingerly slipped down Riley joined her, nursing his own hip as he did so. The boar had done its mark, but he found he was healing — a blessing, given things could be much worse.

Don’t mention it. I’m sorry it’s uncomfortable though. Anything I could do?