Monday morning I woke up, I maybe got a couple of hours rest this time. Though I kept waking up and going into our closet to let her scent surround me. Her scent in our room was already starting to dissipate, making me frantic. Now I started to understand why she would rub my old pillows on me every week. Speaking of which... I went ahead and hugged them for a bit. Just in case. Frowning I looked around the room, the omegas still came in and did the light cleaning they always do but the clothes she strewn about were still scattered over the floor. Slowly I went through and folded and hung them back up. She shouldn’t come back and see the mess still here. I wonder what time they are coming home? What will even happen? Should I throw myself at her feet and beg forgiveness? No, that sounds really awful; just apologize and expect her to forgive me? Only a sorry excuse of a man would think that would work. Maybe I should just talk to her? I

The next morning, I woke up happy; happier than I had been in over a week. My mate was in my arms again. Well, I still had a lot of groveling to do but at least I wasn’t kept at arm’s length anymore. I smiled and hugged my love tightly, I wasn’t going to let her go again. “Let me go.” She growled as she woke up. “I... can’t... breathe!” She breathed deep as I released her, chuckling. “Damn Ben. Trying to kill me already?” She teased as she got up. “Come on, we got a lot to do!” Stretching I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes as Violet burst into our room. “Ben, I can’t find Saman...tha.” She glared at my mate. “I have been looking for you for over an hour. The guards saw you going to the north border, and you didn’t return... I’m going to kill you.” Samantha just giggled. “Why didn&rs

I kept a silent watch over the two sleeping pups while tracking my love with my radar. I felt when she climbed to the roof and ran the two lovebirds out. I was almost sure I could hear her yelling through the window, but I chuckled and went back to my show. Nick started to talk in his sleep, and I smiled as Penny turned over in the bed. Those two pups were already so close, I daresay best friends already and I could see myself and Samantha in them. Groaning I frowned. I really need to think of a way to fix things with my mate, sighing I sat back on the couch. There has to be something... it might not be as good as her real birthday, but I had to try... wait a second. I remembered something... her doll... she said her doll smelled like me before. Did I give it to her years ago? I gasped as a flash in my mind. “Happy Birthday Samantha!” “Thanks! But...it's not my birthday.”

“Where are we going?” She asks for the hundredth time. I chuckle as she is nearly jumping up and down in the passenger seat beside me. Behind us are a good number of guards, Violet insisted. She even took the liberty to book out the resort! But... I think there is something she isn’t tell me.  The happiness in our bond is brimming and as we pull up to the jet she is laughing happily. “Where are we going??? Tell me!!!” She beams at me, and I just shake my head.   “Right now, we are going on the jet.” I laugh as I grab our bags from the trunk before Frank runs over and takes them. I felt guilty taking him away from his mate and his newborn daughter, but he insisted, his mate nearly threw him out saying that if he didn’t go then someone else would and he would lose his position.   I glanced over as Holly talked to the pilot and copilot. The w

*Mature Content* Okay, insert log... wait, that’s not right. Insert two logs? I am frowning as I am trying to start another fire in the fireplace. Oh, duh. Don’t know, ask Google! I am just starting the fire when Samantha walks up behind me. “You got it going finally.” She chirps happily as she hugs me from behind. “Almost ready to go?”   “Yeah, let me get the other started then we can go.” I smiled as I stood up, my Love wants to go for a run? We’re going on a run!   Holly and Frank were already waiting for us in the living room. As soon as we walk in Holly looks up at me with her same blank expression. “I know you didn’t let her try to cook. You know she burned down the kitchen at the pack house before, right?”   “That was only one time.” She muttered. “And it'