Azrael and Isaac had passed out in the guest room bed after their heated session together. There wasnât a match or anything, Azrael just wanted Isaac to come over. He had a surprise for him, but before he could give it, the two of them were going at it. Then they snuggled against one another, talked for a bit, and before they could help themselves they fell asleep. The werewolf wasnât asleep too long, as he got his naked body out of bed, and gave the sleeping warrior a kiss on the cheek and heading out. He let Isaac have some rest. He was a strong fighter and always kept busy. He needed his beauty sleep. After a couple of hours, Azrael came back inside, but he wasnât alone. He held a small creature in his arms, who cuddled close to him knowing Azrael was a werewolf. It was a small wolf cub, with white fur like Isaac in his other form. He shut the door behind him and the two approached the sleeping warrior. Azrael grinned and moved in to kiss the otherâs cheek again. âIzzie...wake up...I have a surprise for you.â He brought the cub close to Isaacâs face so it could lick at his soft young face to wake him.