"What happened here?" I asked.
Caelum placed his hands on my shoulders. "I heard you lost your cubs. My condolences," he said, I nodded, but turned to gaze at my beast-men, whose eyes were fixed on my shoulders.
"Does everyone know?" I asked, he shook his head negatively and moved away.
"The storm earlier caused this!" he said, and I bit down on my lip, knowing fully well it was because of me.
"Well, let's get cleaning," I mumbled and gestured for my beast-men to lend a hand.
Azrael placed my hands inside the gloves and strapped them tightly. I simply stared at him in admiration.
Ryker gently took my feet and placed them into the protective boots, while Thyrian placed the goggles over my eyes, and Veyra tied the lab apron around my waist.
Professor Caelum stopped in one swift motion upon seeing all of this, and a smile curved on his lips.
"You are living the dream, Young Miss!" he mumbled, making me chuckle.
