Chapter 5 Kiera
KIERA
“I don’t get it—how did you get him to understand?” Iyanna was still looking at her like she’d grown a second head. “I mean, you never told me you were a damn wolf whisperer!”
“I’m not—I haven’t actually worked with wolves before—though we had some red wolves that are native to Florida in the Lowry Park Zoo,” Kiera said distractedly.
She was drying off her arm—the one the wolf had held gently but firmly—on the side of her sweater and noticing that the wolf’s breath didn’t smell bad at all.
In fact, the scent coming from her completely unmarked arm was like a mixture of cherry and cinnamon.
She would have to ask Dr. A’flerzz what kind of kibble they’d been feeding him and get some to take home with her.
It must be remarkably good for the wolf’s teeth for him to have not even a whiff of bad breath.
“Let me see your arm!” Iyanna demanded, as Kiera started to roll her sleeve down. “How does it look?”
“See for yourself.” Kiera held out the arm in question, turning it from side to side so her friend could see the truth.
Iyanna grabbed her hand and turned it back and forth, scanning the smooth, unbroken brown skin.
“I can’t believe it—he didn’t even leave any teeth marks!”
“Of course not—he didn’t want to hurt me. He just wanted me to promise to get him out of here.” She grinned. “He didn’t have to do that, though. The minute I saw him, I knew I wanted him.”
“He zzeemed to feel the zzame way about you,” Dr. A’flerzz remarked in their buzzing voice. “But are you zzure you want to bring such a large predator home with you?”
“Positive,” Kiera said, and was a little surprised to find that she had no doubts at all about her decision.
Yes, it was hasty, and she hadn’t considered all the implications of having such a large and dangerous pet, but it just felt so right she couldn’t deny it.
The huge wolf belonged with her—that was all there was to it.