Eos slid his finger gently over Sabrina's wound and then cast a warm glance at his sister, accompanied by a gentle smile.

"Let's get her to a room; she'll soon wake up scared, and you'd better talk to her. Heracles has already marked her as his own; the wound will heal soon, and she's even looking pretty," he joked. His joy was evident when he heard that the sweet child would soon be part of the family.

"Donis has claimed what's his," Dylan said with a laugh, "The quiet, shy boy of the family wouldn't do anything to stop his mate from leaving and his animal side kicked in."

Heracles looked at him, killing him with his eyes. He felt sorry for the poor girl; to him, she was beautiful and her scent haunted him. He had always lived with his grandfather; his cousins were his social circle, and he rarely interacted with other she-wolves. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the brunette, who seemed to be sleeping. When he saw that Magnus was about to carry his companion, he declared.

"I