"He?" I demanded.

"Kenai," Axe said softly, waving his hand to the right of the room, dismissing the two other doors to the left, and the small area of total child-like anarchy that I had missed at first glance, tucked away in the corner where I had entered the room. "Are you sure I can't offer you clean clothes, at very least? The seamstress will have something to fit you, no doubt."

And fuck, if that wasn't the apple being offered to Eve in the Garden of Eden.

"My Beta and Delta, they're being cared for?" I demanded. Custer gave a small nod. "And I can see them?" Another nod....