Page 84 of Fated to the Wolf Cowboy

“But now it’s weird.”

“It’s not. I’m just surprised. I never even suspected and I’m sorry. You should have told me.”

“Don’t say that because I’m not sorry. Last night was perfect, Brady.”

I hugged her to me and kissed her. It didn’t need to escalate beyond that. Her touch alone soothed something wild inside me. All I wanted to do was protect her.

It didn’t really matter what I wanted anyway, because before we even had the chance to escalate things, there was a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it,” Tricia volunteered before I could stop her.

I should haven’t let her go alone. She had been threatened, more or less, and that had stirred up a whole new protective side of me that I didn’t really know existed, or at least it had never felt quite like this before. But her revelation had shook me to my core.

How hadn’t I noticed?

I supposed what was done was done now. I couldn’t take it back and honestly, I wouldn’t want to if I could. It was stupid to freak out over it now.

Voices down the hallway made my wolf stir, but he didn’t seem quite as on edge this time.

“Clear a path!”

“Pey?” What was she doing here?

I started moving but she nearly plowed me over at the door.

“Boys, move that air mattress,” she directed.

Kenneth and Tim didn’t hesitate to jump in to assist her.

I looked out into the hallway to see Oliver and Cruz carrying pieces of my bedroom furniture from the house. There was a line of others behind them while Peyton carefully orchestrated the whole event.

“Stay out of my way, Brady,” she ordered.

“Yes ma’am.”

In the chaos I was able to sneak out and go find Tricia.

“What is going on?” I asked her when I found her and Sydney huddled up talking in the kitchen.

“Hell if I know. Peyton was standing at the door when I opened it and ordered me to stand aside. Then she started moving furniture in.”

“It’s my bedroom suite from their house.”

“I know.”

Jessie walked in carrying an armload of pillows.

“She insisted Tim and I take his set when we first moved in too, remember?”

“Yeah, but they were making room for Parker.”

“No, they were setting us up for success.”

They didn’t just bring over bedroom furniture, but Ridge and Travis walked in carrying a large, solid table for our dining room and various others from the farm wandered in with chairs to go around it.

“Ollie, did you make this?” I asked. I was certain I’d never seen that table before.

“Yeah. It was already in the works on commission, but the buyer had a change of mind and I can’t use it now. So I figured you guys could until you get your own stuff.”