~~Stephanie My plane landed about an hour ago. Grayson is about 10 feet in front of me. I officially hate flying. The guy next to me was a lion shifter and he was nervous as hell. I would have been super pissed off if he shifted in the middle of the flight. My mood was a bit better though. Getting out of the pack house and coming back made me realize that I can maybe mend this with Dom. I'm not going anywhere and I sure as shit ain't giving up on him. No matter how stubborn his dumb ass is. His really nice firm ass...especially in those dark blue jeans he wears sometimes. Oi.....calm your tits Steph. "Hey Grayson." I said giving him a forced smile, when I finally reached him.

~~DomHer mother wasn't in the cave where they said she was. Fuck. My men milled about looking for clues. Anything to tell us what was going on. She should have been here.I sniffed through the cave. Blood was all I could smell and I growled. Little one smelled like a bakery to me. I could faintly smell the same scent but it was mixed with something else. Her mom had been here recently. Now that I knew the scent I could get trackers on the scent and track them down. This needs to end. I can't have her in danger ever. My job is to protect her.A constant buzzing on my mate bond. I knew it was her. I knew she was trying to get ahold of me. I couldn't let my wall down yet. Not just yet. I needed to get my trackers out. That took only a minute.

~~Stephanie   You would think death would be quiet.    No loud noises.    No screaming.   No sobbing.    No whispers of goodbye.   No feeling of a presence of a huge hulking bear.   No tingles...Dom?   I hope Dom is in this afterlife with me. I don't want to be alone. I have never done well alone.    I fell back asleep quickly. Dreaming of Dom and I.    When we met. How I stared at him in the car.   When he marked me. Ugh that mark burns even in dreams.   About when he first shifted and how warm Teddy was.    When we got married and he carried me bridal style over the threshold and threw me on the bed.   Our fight at the hotel.   The broken doo

~~Stephanie First thought of the morning? Coffee. Whoever brewed the first coffee beans are my absolute favorite people. I drink coffee every morning. At least 5 cups. Sometimes even one in the afternoon. The packhouse is cold this morning. It's always cold to me though. All the shifters run hot so they have a huge AC system that keeps the house at subzero temperatures. The thermostat reads 62.  62? That's not even normal. How does this AC system even keep up? Now my first needs of the morning are a hoodie and then coffee.  I trudge over to the closet in an oversized tshirt from Dom to slip on a pair of jeans and steal another one of his hoodies. I don't even know why the boy owns them. Does he ever get cold? I think he keeps them around for me at this point. I dress quickly and throw on a pair of thick socks. I brush my teeth quickly and head to the smaller kitchen for some coffee. The packhouse is dead quiet since everyone is at tr

~~Stephanie I wake up the next morning to a cold bed. The night before we had been up with him taking me again and again. Jealousy sure does rile that boy up. I wonder where he went.  Dom....where did you go my love? I ask him through our mindlinks. His wall is up again so he's either in a meeting or talking to Grayson at breakfast. I throw on a long sleeved shirt and a pair of high waisted jeans to be comfy. I walk downstairs and he meets me at the end of the stairs as he grabs me and holds me close to him. I can hear him grumbling with himself. "Love. Are you ok?" I ask putting my hands on his cheeks. "Fine." He muttered but he didn't look at me. He's lying to me again. His wall has been up since this morning and all week so far. When we are around each other he keeps looking at me when he doesn't think I know.  I work everyday and come home around 3:30 in the afternoon. He holds me longer when I com