Chapter 123
I drive up the long drive and lock over watching little wolf take in all the beautiful scenery. Nestled at the base of the La Plats Mountain Range is a two–story fog cabin that has been in my family for generations. Before all of this, I hadn’t stepped foot here. But when I rescued little wolf, the ideas started rolling around in my head to remodel the cabin and prepare it. My home. Our home. If she wants it. I hope she does. This place holds a lot of memories for me. Good and bad, but I want to make new ones here, with
her.
The cabin sits nestled in the trees overlooking Lake Nighthorse. It is vast and beautiful with a boat dock, outdoor gazebo, gardens, the whole nine yards. I wanted little wolf to have her own home that felt like a home and still have her sense of protection from the
world.
“What is this place, Thane?” she looks confused and nervous. 1 place my hand on her thigh as I park the car. “This is our family cabin. It was left to me by my grandfather, and I always intended it as my final home. One I would live in with my mate. I never
was pretty much empty. When you came to the pack I decided stepped foot in it after my parents died and up until Lrescued you,
to start working on it, finishing it. Ronan was driving me to finish our home hard and I wasn’t sure why. Now I know. He could sense his mate was dose, but never quite sure. It makes sense now; How many times he pushed me to be with you and protect you. This here is my home Away from the pack house and the city. I want to still protect you Ayla, but I also want to give you a life that you deserve and that starts with your first home. So, what I am trying to ramble on about it that your gift is here. Right here. This home Our home. Hopefully, If you like it that is. If not, we can leave I will give you whatever you want little wolf, all you have to do is ask.” I didn’t think I would get quite so nervous explaining my gift to little wolf, but we are mated now. I can’t have her living amongst unmated shifters, but I didn’t want her jar her with new surroundings, possible setting her back in her recovery.
She cups my face with her little, soft hand and looks up at me, her eyes darting back and forth over mine. “Can we go inside?” She asks and I am out of the car and around to her door as quickly as I can dash to her. I take her hand and walk her up the stamped concrete walk and up the stairs to the wrap around porch. She smiles when she sees it and I hope she is imaging pups running around out here like I am. Pups with fated mate giftings? That could be interesting, but I decide to file that away for later. I am not going to push her into anything she isn’t ready for.
I open the doors and walk her into the large open concept living room that adjoins the kitchen and dining area. The cabin is cozy with overstuffed furnishings and soft warm lighting. Comfortable furniture for pups to jump on and run around on. Soft lighting because omegas prefer darker areas, and little wolf will start manifesting more omega traits soon as her heat nears. The living area has a large, stone fireplace.
