Two new slaves. Isaac knew that he had been spoiled, up until now, being the only slave in the home, who was regularly welcomed into the moon bed. If he hadn't fought it so hard, Derek would have freed him a dozen times over already, and that was something his fellow slaves would never have. Just because he didn't want it, didn't mean he didn't understand what it meant. Now he would have company soon, and they were all going to have to play nice. They were going to need a bigger bed.
Isaac took the moment, and snuggled in tight between his packmates. He still doubted sleep would come soon, but he would enjoy the warmth, and the scent, until it did.