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My mom hops out of my dad’s lap while her cheeks turn pink. They turn red when my dad smacks her ass. She turns to frown at him, but I can see her lips twitching up into a smile.
Turning back to me she says, “One day, hopefully soon, you’ll understand the pull of the mate bond Rik.” and she taps my cheek on her way out of the room. She closes the door behind her leaving me alone with my father.
He watches my mother leave until the door closes and he can’t see her any longer. Then he turns his attention to me. “What can I do for you son?”
I take a seat and cross one ankle over the opposite knee. “I want to go with you to the Nelson’s home for dinner tomorrow.” I’m pleading my case again. But this time, there is an ulterior motive. I want some alone time with Cara.
“Rik, we’ve talked about this. It’s my time with Clint. I owe him my life and this is one day a week that I can devote to him.
“I want to show him my appreciation for what he and his wife have given to our family too, Dad. I want him to know that I understand the sacrifice that they’ve made and how important their family is to me.”
He leans back in his chair and looks thoughtful. “I’ve been trying to get him to come back to warrior training for years now. I can’t seem to make any impact on him. He doesn’t seem to realize that he has so much to give to the pack.”
“Well, if his training with Cara is any indication, then he may be the best trainer we’ve got.”
“He is.” Dad says,
Better than you and I, as well.” He looks at me for several moments, and finally seems to decide something. “I’ll think about it. I’m not saying yes, but I’m not saying no either.”
“Thanks Pops. I understand he is going to be attending my birthday party, so apparently you’re getting him back into the packhouse at least.”
He gives me a devious smile. “I told him how offended I’d be if he didn’t make it
I shake my head at my father.
Conversation switches to pack business. For the next two hours, we discuss the pack finances, increasing rogue threats near our borders, the increased border patrols that have been ordered because of it, living arrangements for the packhouse residents who are leaving and those that have applied to come live here. Dad is updating me on all of the decisions that have been made so that I know what is happening at any given time within the pack. Once I graduate, I’ll become more involved in the actual decision making process. Until then, my father wants me to focus on my studies but keeps me in the loop.
When we’re done, I say goodnight to my father and head to my room. I need to write up the card that will go with tomorrow’s gift.
After saying goodnight, Alpha Anders watched thoughtfully as his son left his office. The entire pack is buzzing about the mystery man that is staking his claim on Cara Nelson. But over the course of the week and the hours they spent alone together this evening, not one word about it from his son. He contemplates that he also hasn’t seen any young she-wolves sneaking off the alpha floor this week in the early hours of the morning.
A knowing smile spreads across the older alpha’s face, before he decides to find his mate a and finish what he started earlier in his office. He locked up and began whistling as he went in search of his Luna. This weekend’s birthday party should. prove to be very interesting.
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My dream has me on edge most of the morning. That or maybe it’s the constant whispers and not so subtle comments about who my mystery man might be.
By lunch time, I feel like a nervous wreck. But, I’m also excited. I have to admit, I’m enjoying the attention. Artemis is over the moon with the attention she’s getting from what she has determined is a worthy male. Stupid wolf, it takes more than some flowers, food and music to make me swoon.
Artemis snorts in my head, ‘You do realize that we share mind space and I actually do know that you are just as taken with this attention as I am, correct?”
“Whatever.’ I try to push her back, but she refuses. She’s expecting a gift and she’s ready to receive it.
As I walk into the lunch room, it seems that every possible square of space is taken up. Who knew this many students had lunch during this period.
As I walk in, there is a person standing by the door with a huge gift basket. “Cara Nelson?”
“That’s me.”
“This is for you.”
“Is there a card?”
“Right here Ms. Nelson.” He hands me my card. I thank him and head over to my table.. Lacey and Jason have grabbed me lunch, which is lucky since everyone. starts crowding around my table to see what I’ve gotten today.
Jason looks up and around at everyone. “Do you mind? If you’re going to be nosey, at least give her some room to breathe.”
Everyone takes a step back, but it only helps so much. I open the card first..
Dearest Cara,
As a Guardian, you protect and fight for your pack.
But who looks after the Guardian, when the fighting is done?
Who ensures that your cuts and bruises are tended, your muscle aches relieved?
I will look after you when the battle is won.
You will never be alone, your needs will always come before my own.
So please accept my gift, let me help you unwind
To remind you that your wounds will never be left unattended
And the hope that these gifts will relax you; body, soul and mind.
From my heart, Your Secret Admirer
Wow, I’m once again speechless. His cards have become more bold every day, and today is no different. He’s telling me he wants me as his mate. If Liam hadn’t acted so angry the other night, I would really think it was him.
I open my gift basket and it’s a plethora of relaxing products lavender and floral scented candles, epson salts that smell like eucalyptus and peppermint for soaking my aching muscles in a bath, vanilla scented bubble bath, body wash and lotion and a bottle of wine, which just happens to be one of my favorites.
It’s perfect. It’s exactly what I need at the end of a hard day of training. ‘And thoughtful’ Artemis chimes in.
Now that everyone has seen the gift, they begin to drift off while continuing their conversations about who it could possibly be.
As I’m looking over my gifts the room suddenly goes quiet and the scent of the woods, blood, and fighting assaults my nose.
Artemis pushes forward, ready for a fight. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Rik and Chase stand up, looking toward the door. I can see in their eyes that both of their wolves have come forward.
