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Kassandra’s POV

For the past two months my routines have been full of happiness. I wake up every morning and Heinz is at my door with a red rose calling me beautiful. He helps me with the twins and then we train together. Hunt has given us patrol duties together after lunch so we eat lunch with my kids then patrol until dinner time. Most nights it’s packhouse dining room at a table for four, but on Wednesdays Heinz takes me on a date. Every week is something different. We have played laser tag, seen movies, we did a progressive dinner once, we let our beasts out to run in different forests, we swim in the river, he took me dancing once. We alternate weeks so I plan half our dates and he plans the others.

We still haven’t kissed, not that I don’t want to kiss him, it’s just we are moving slow. I am still healing from the loss of James, Taylor, my life, my pack, and Edward. Heinz is being patient and caring. He reassures me daily that he cares for me, and I never doubt him. My kids lo