The cry was like a clap of thunder! The Beast Husbands, who hadn't been sleeping soundly to begin with, jolted awake. They all shot up, their movements swift yet filled with an undeniable tension.
Flynn Sinclair moved like a flash of lightning, rushing toward the water storage.
He had been through this many times, but his nerves were still strung tight every single time.
"Clean beast hides! The softest ones!" Elliot Yates dashed like a gust of wind toward the corner where supplies were stored, rummaging for the cloths they had prepared long ago—tanned from the most tender hides.
"Bella! Don't be afraid, we're all here!"
Ethan King and Zeke Irving flanked her, each taking one of her hands.
Ethan King's palm was scorching hot and lightly calloused. Zeke Irving's hand was warm and strong, offering a sense of comfort.
