Though there were several instances where he regained consciousness to find himself as a wolf running through forests with Histy riding on his back or him riding her, Will eventually awoke to find himself seated across from the Fae Princess, staring back at him with a smug expression and a hazel-eyed, soot-black wolf cub sitting in her lap.
"Welcome back..." hummed Histy, using her long, pink-and-green nails to scratch the wolf cub's ears and the sides of its face as she remarked, "I'm honestly reluctant to free you after all this time, but at least you've left me something to remember you by."
"Is that mine...?" asked Will, his brows furrowing as Histy adopted a broad smile and countered, "Are you certain you want to know? Some things are best left to the imagination..."
