TARYN POV
“Here we are! Home sweet home!” Reid says as he opens the door to Wesley and Haven’s old house.
I stand on the wide covered porch of the small sage green, white, and tan bungalow, my eyes taking in the view from the steps and the adorable patio swing at one end of the porch. The house has less of a cabin feel than most of the buildings here at Crescent Lake, but it still gives off the same homey vibes I get from the pack as a whole.
I turn and walk to the door, but Reid stops me, blocking my path.
“What are you doing?” I ask, leaning away from him and the mischievous glint in his eyes.
“I have to carry you over the threshold.”
I try to protest, but he lifts me in his arms, cradling me to his chest, and I squeak and cling to his neck, laughter bubbling out of me. My braids s
