[Dylan]
My heart was pounding as I knocked on the door. This place had been my home for the past few weeks, but it didn’t feel right to just walk in. Shane looked around and I could tell that he was fascinated with the neighborhood. He had never seen anything like it.
“It smells nice,” he whispered, and I chuckled. But he wasn’t wrong. Of course, I smelled the scent of my mate. Samara was on the other side of that door.
“What are you doing?” a voice asked, and I knew it was Heather. “Why are you standing there in your towel?”
“It’s Dylan,” Samara said, and I couldn’t help but smile. Shane looked rather intrigued but there was something else. He kept sniffing the air.
“Well, let him in then…but maybe you should go and put some clothes on, yeah?” Heather suggested, and then I couldn’t
