Oliver I walked down a footpath leading away from the back of the packhouse. I had my head down, looking at my feet. This path wasn’t anywhere near as worn as it should have been. I wasn’t making my way out this direction enough. I felt guilty at that thought. I couldn’t really claim it was because of how busy things were with the pack; we had had peace for so long, and the hierarchy operated like a well oiled machine. I could take a couple hours to pay this particular Elder a visit more often. She lived alone now, her mate dying five years previously from the slow decline of heartbreak, after their son had passed. I often wondered how the death of their only child and the death of her mate didn’t take her, too. Her mental fortitude was one of the things that garnered her a place as an elder. I came up to her cottage. It sat about a mile away from the packhouse, a few hundred yards inside the forest that surrounded the town, but still well within our territory borders. She defi

OliverSomeone knocked on my office door. I looked over at the clock on the wall, surprised to see it was already a little after noon. I closed the book, careful to only touch the cloth surrounding it, and shoved it to the side of my desk. “Come in,” I called. The door swung open. Dr. Whitledge bowed his head as he walked in and stood in front of my desk. “Go ahead and sit, Dr. Whitledge.” He sat, still not saying anything. I leaned back in my chair and looked at him. “So,” I said, breaking the silence. “So…” his voice trailed off. “Would you be able to do me a favor?” I asked. He nodded. “Could we do a DNA test on Lya?” I asked. “I have questions about her parentage.” I motioned to the book beside me. “As do I,” he said. “I really thought she must be a part bred that didn’t inherit a wolf, but signs point to otherwise, yes?” I nodded slowly. “She does have a wolf.” “Then why isn’t she healing appropriately?” he asked. “That’s a long story.” I leaned forward, placing

Oliver Adair growled in protest as we left Lya’s room. 'We need to be with her,' he insisted. 'Adair,' I sighed, 'you know that will just set her off.' 'Her wolf won’t mind.' His tone made it clear he was not willing to negotiate, and it was a feat to maintain control.'But the one running the show will,' I said. My comment made him whimper. He knew I was right. I felt him recede back to the corners of my mind and curl up in a ball. Trevor glanced over at me. “I’m guessing that’s not really the first encounter you expected,” he said. I shrugged. “If you asked me even a week ago, no.” I paused, actually thinking about what transpired. I was hurt by the fact that I was losing out on that one magical, irreplaceable moment when both mates realize at the same time. And it hurt that I would have to hide it from her for who knows how long. I knew those things before walking through the door, though. My grandmother was right - I am more or less trying to court a human. “But given what

OliverI woke up still in Lya’s hospital bed. Her head was resting on my shoulder, and she snored softly. I breathed in deep, as if her lilac scent wasn’t overwhelming enough. Her body pressed up to mine was a tantalizing temptation that had me reminding myself we were in a hospital bed, and she was healing, and she didn’t feel the same yet. But mate bonds didn’t seem to care about that. I slowly started to shift off the bed, making sure not to jostle her, but Adair growled. 'We stay,' he insisted. I looked out the window. The sun was up, with the last bits of pinks and oranges burning off. 'People will be by to check on her, and she will wake up at some point.' I really didn’t want to be caught in bed with her. Not yet. 'So? Mate.' 'I know,' I said, 'but she’s not ready.' Adair grumbled as he released the hold paralyzing me. I grabbed my jacket and slipped out the door, quickly closing it behind me. “Still here, Alpha?”I whipped around, coming face to face with Dr. Whitledge.

Oliver'You can come by to pick her up,' Trevor’s voice drifted through the mind link. Adair perked up. 'They’re coming home.' I smiled at the wolf’s excitement. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel the same. 'We can’t overwhelm her here, she’s healing.' I made my way to the Land Cruiser, again thankful the drive was short. Trevor and Rose were wheeling Lya out as we rolled up to the front door. I jumped out and opened the passenger door for her. “FJ60?” Lya asked, her eyes wandering over the car. I smiled and nodded. “You know your cars.” She shrugged. “A thing or two.” She struggled a bit to get herself up into the passenger seat, so, without thinking, I just scooped her up and set her in. She blushed a deep red. “Thanks,” she muttered. Trevor jumped in the back seat. “You coming, Rose?” Rose slid in the back seat. “I’ll take a ride, but I need to head over to the training grounds when we get there.” Lya looked around, taking in everything. We had tried to stick with