Chapter 95

IZZY POV

I held Troi almost the whole night.

Mom had arranged for a litter box to be brought up to the room.  I cuddled Troi while I fed her some soft kitten food and some milk.  She preferred to suckle it from my fingers than to lap it up in the bowl, so I wondered if she was even younger than I had been told.  She was going be huge.

Reese was a little less than impressed.  He put out a tentative finger to touch Troi’s head but backed off when she tried to nibble it with her little baby teeth.  They were really sharp.  He inspected his finger, a drop of blood shining on the surface, until his wolf healed him.

“She’s just playing,” I offered up as explanation.

“My brothers are never going to let me take you anywhere again,” Reese prophesied.

He was even less happy when I insisted that she share our bed.  I was worried she would get cold or scared, being in a new place.&nb