Chapter 134
Cyrus, get me more information on the locations the wire transfers pinged to. Send a team for surveillance only and have me information by the end of the week. Damon, send a few of your men into the pack and town, let me know what the pack is saying, I want any names that pop up in the same conversation as Kian’s and Della’s. Does anyone know if Eric is back from his vacation yet? Yes, he returned this morning. Cyrus informs me, “Good, I will need to talk to him. I think Ayla is going into heat soon. I don’t know how long I will be away and now is terrible timing.” “Lucky brother. I can handle it, Thane.” Cyrus claps me on the back. He has seen multiple shifters through heats at the clinic, but I have never experienced one, so I believe the stories he tells me about how amazing and dreadful it will be. Amazing? The sex with little wolf of course. The dreadful? He says she–wolves can get down right mean when you attempt to take care of them when all they want is your knot. I will need to make sure I have her room stocked and ready. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous, but I am trusting my alpha instincts will know what my mate needs. “I am going to head back to the cabin and check of little wolf. How are we coming with the poison suspect?” I ask. “Dead end. We haven’t figured out who is in the camera footage, and nobody can give a good description. The guy kept is head down and didn’t talk to anyone. You don’t think it was Della’s doing?” “No, I don’t Tyler. She lost it when she found out I was poisoned. I think this is an inside job or a rival pack, but we need answers. ‘I will find them.” he states, and we break away and I head straight to my SUV with only one person on my mind.
The bond in my chest and warm and contented. Little wolf may have enjoyed whatever she found herself doing this morning. A feeling of satisfaction hits me while I am driving, and it brings a smile to my face. I want my mate to be happy and peaceful. Especially after everything that keeps happening to her.
I take the stairs into the house, calling out for her to make myself known, but I can feel the bond tugging me in a direction so I am sure she can feel it as well. I head through the master suite and can smell little wolf’s lavender scent magnified. Her scent is getting stronger, and I wish I knew how many days we had left before her heat hits. We need to have some serious discussion before it gets here, but I haven’t had the right opportunity.
I creak open the nest room door slowly and stop in my tracks. Little wolf has spent the day nesting. She has crafted herself, or us rather, a large woven nest lined with pillows and blankets intricately weaved. Her omega instincts are surfacing, and I can’t help but feel proud. She should have had years of practice, but she managed to make herself one with just a day and the right materials. I can’t lie. I bought the whole damn store out of nervousness I would choose the wrong things for her. I walk slowly to the nest to find her asleep in the middle, wearing only my dress shirt pulled up over her nose like she fell asleep inhaling my scent. Her fairy lights are hanging, and the nest looks the definition of comfort. I notice a pair of my boxers woven into the blankets and realize she has woven in multiple shirts of mine. My heart thrums with warmth. This is my mate. This is our nest. She made it in preparation of her heat and the potential to become pregnant with pups, whether her mind knows it or not.
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