After dinner, we head up to our room. It’s strange to call it our room and not Zane’s room, but he’s drilled it into my head that it’s our room. Zane looks a little defeated. I think Cerberus coming after me freaked him out more than it did me, but Zane won’t allow his full emotions to come out. I’ve noticed he’s very good at hiding what he feels, although sometimes he lets them slip through the cracks of his mask. There is one thing, though, that keeps playing in my mind. One fear I had, and that wasn’t dying. I didn’t want to give myself to anyone but Zane. I think I’m falling for him, and I never realized it. Isn’t it too soon? Maybe, but one thing is for sure I’m done holding out. I won’t risk anyone else having me. “You should go take a shower, and then I’ll take mine. We have to get up at a decent time for

Stretching my back as I rub my eyes awake, I find Ari sound asleep on my chest. We didn't move from where we fell asleep last night. I have to admit she surprised the hell out of me last night. I had noticed she was getting more handsy, bolder with her moves, and always asking for a little more each time we did something together. It was a lot of making out and touching each other's bodies like horny teenagers in their parent's basements. I didn’t mind it, though, as I had never experienced it myself as a teenager. It wasn’t because I didn’t have girls to sleep with. That was never the issue. I didn’t want to form attachments, so I did my best not to kiss or make out with other girls. I didn’t cuddle after I fucked them. I used them for their bodies as they used me for mine. I always knew none of them was my soulmate. None of them were going to be my familiar. Ari has always been the only woman I’ve let myself grow

After eating dinner at the diner, we head to the log cabin. There is snow on the mountain, and I can see that Ari is excited. I’m sure Sasha is looking forward to playing in the snow. The log cabin is small; it has four rooms. The kitchen and living room are completely open. The living room has a large fireplace and a loveseat couch in front of it. The kitchen has full-size appliances and a small dining area with a square table with four chairs. The backroom is the bedroom with the attached bathroom. There is a queen-sized bed and a nightstand on either side, and a dresser. There’s a small closet in the bedroom. The bathroom has a shower stall only, and it’s only big enough for one person. There’s a sink and toilet with a mirror cabinet over the sink. The cabin is small and practical. There is a closet in the living room stocked with some weapons. Ari gets to putting the food

Waking in Zane’s arms is pretty nice. He’s still asleep. I can tell from his even breathing and lower heart rate. I carefully untangle myself from his arms. I go to my bag and grab black leggings and a solid dark red tunic top. I don’t even bother putting panties or a bra on. We will be training in the snow today which means Sasha will be out to play. The fewer clothes I have to shed during transformation, the better. Sasha’s thick coat of fur will keep us warm in the snow. Heading to the kitchen, I start making a pot of coffee and gather ingredients for pancakes. Once the mix is made, I fire up a skillet and start making them. I grab the butter and some of the syrup we bought out and set it on the table. I start frying up some sausage links and bacon. We will need a big breakfast with the energy we are both about to burn training. Zane does get worn out towards the end of the

Zane and I spent a blissful almost two weeks in the log cabin. We even have a routine. We get up and make breakfast together. Then we train out in the snow, and by we, I mean Sasha, while I stay safely warm locked inside my head. Sasha and I are on better terms, but I’m still upset with her for withholding shit. I know she is wise and whatnot. I’m sure she has her reasons, but I’m still not thrilled. After training, Zane and I head inside. I cook dinner, and then we spend the night having sex if we are up for it or cuddling. I do miss showering with Zane. The shower here is far too small for us both. Honestly, Zane barely fits in the stall himself. I’m average height at five-five, but Zane is at least a head or so taller than me. Tomorrow our little bliss ends as we go to the city. Somehow supernatural drugs are being given t