“I like this option.” Felix threw his hands behind his head. "Pack your things, Violetkit, and let's go home."

Under the supervision of the werewolves, Il reluctantly pulled a suitcase from behind the sofa. She again began to be overwhelmed with doubts about whether it was worth getting involved with wolves in family life, but they did not seem to have any hesitation.

- Ficus will go with me, - Il poked a pot with a plant in the hope that one of her future husbands would be outraged by her decision to drag a cheerful bush into the forest.

The werewolves looked at each other.

“No problem,” Felix shrugged....