Chapter 0856

“There there, little baby,” I murmur, thinking of all the nice soft things my mother would say when we were kids, and we were hurt, or sad, or wanting. “We’ve got you now. We’ll keep you safe.” I take some of the fire and coat my hands with it, brushing it against his face, drying the residue of oil there until it turns into dark flakes like mud or dirt and then I brush it away.

By the time his face is clear and I clean the muck out from his tear ducts and his ears, most of the dark oily substance has receded from Gabriel’s soul. As I clean off his whiskers and scratch the muck from his chin, Gabriel’s sweet wolf looks at me with a great deal of shame in his eyes. So much that it makes me laugh.

“Oh, come on,” I murmur, scratching at the clean fur now between his ears. “It wasn’t your fault, darling. Nobody blames you.”

He gives a sad little howl, and across the bridge between our souls Jackson’s wolf gives a dark snarl, letting him know to behave. I laugh as my wolf comes to my side, eagerly reaching out for Gabriel’s wolf with her snout, wanting to help.

“You ready, boy?” I ask, reaching back behind his neck for his scruff with a flame- coated hand, still very careful not to let that oil come anywhere close to any of my flesh.

He gives a sad little howl, and then a nod, and so I grab his fur and haul him forward, pulling him as best I can out of that ditch into which he’s sunk.