WESLEY POV
I spent almost a whole day running laps around the training yard, stopping only to get drinks of water or take a piss. My dad finally told me I could stop just before sunset, so I made my way back to our house.
Our house. I loved saying that. Thinking that. Knowing that I would make that a home with her. My Lycan agreed with me, his tail wagging and his tongue hanging out at the thought of our mate waiting for us at home.
Her scent greeted me as I mounted the steps of the porch, and I paused with my hand on the doorknob.
There was so much still going on, so much up in the air in our lives, but I took the time to savor the moment. To absorb the feeling of knowing I was coming home to my mate for the first time.
I opened the door, and her scent hit me heavier than before, as
