Chapter 41

Mom and Dad joined our little group. Mom still clutched the photo albums in her hands.

“If I may have the word of both of you that you will provide me with one puppy for each child we provide to you. You may have your child first.”

They looked at each other with huge smiles. “You have my word,” Martin said.

“And mine,” Melinda said. “Thank you.”

“When do you become fertile, Melinda?” Gerhard asked.

“In five days.”

“Do you see a wolf here you would mate with?”

“Would it be a problem if she mated with Conor?” Martin said. “We’ve met him a couple of times, both talked with him and he seems like a nice guy, or nice wolf, I guess.”

“Conor doesn’t belong to my pack. The puppy you need to provide, needs to belong to my pack.”

“We understand that. It’s been explained that for the puppy, you would choose perhaps four or five wolves she needs to mate with over the course of her ovulation. That it would be more impersonal, more business lik