Page 41 of Warrick (Rocky Mountain Pack #1)

Warrick

It’s been a few weeks since that weekend that changed the direction of our lives.

We didn’t come up for air until Caelon came knocking Monday afternoon.

I glanced through the peephole and saw his hand covering his eyes as he yelled through the door about needing me to come into the office.

When we cracked the door open, I might have made some sexual comments to make him blush.

Shit’s funny and was totally worth it. Of course, Aspen smacked me and told me to stop giving him a hard time. We were both already dressed, anyway.

We decided we would go ahead and move her into my cabin. Everyone came together to help her move her stuff and clean out her old one. We reuse cabins for the next generation as they come of age. I’m sure someone will move into it soon.

Oh yeah, Nova and Silas had the pups! Both healthy, high-strung boys who didn’t take long to run their parents through. Last week during our walk, I told Silas that it looked like he was already having gray hair sprout, for which he punched me in the arm.

Thankfully, I could actually convince Aspen to take the trip to Ireland that she requested.

She doesn’t know it, but I already have approval from both Silas and the standing Alpha of the Irish Wolf Pack.

I purchased our plane tickets this morning once the email came through and we are leaving in three months.

Conall, the Alpha of the Conri na Sliabh pack, told me when the best time was to come, based on the weather.

Aspen should be home shortly from the bookstore. I have an entire dinner planned to give her the news. We are doing a candlelit dinner on a blanket in front of the fireplace. All the foods are finger foods that we can feed to each other until food isn’t the focus anymore.

The full moon is tomorrow, so I plan to take full advantage of the mating heat tonight. We don’t have anywhere to be until Sunday morning for the pack breakfast Nova insists on having each week now. We all drag our asses to the Pack House for our Luna, even if we would rather be sleeping.

The front door pushes open right as I am finishing placing the last few plates down on the blanket. An exhausted-looking Aspen sighs as she hangs her purse on the rung and she toes off her boots. She sniffs the air before she turns to find me standing above our dinner.

“A girl can get spoiled by this,” she says as she makes her way around the couch to where I’m standing.

She stands on her tiptoes to plant a kiss on my cheek before I wrap her in a hug. “That’s the goal. Spoil my girl each day that I have.”

She pulls back to glare at me. “What are you up to?”

A chuckle rumbles out of me. “What makes you think that I’m up to something?”

She holds up one finger before placing her pointer finger on top of it. “One, your heart is racing.” Her second finger pops up as she moves her finger to that. “Secondly, you didn’t make a sexual joke the night before the full moon.”

I full belly laugh at that one because she isn’t wrong.

Her third finger pops up. “While you do spoil me, even this is over the top for you.”

Trying to keep the ruse up for longer, I say, “So a man can’t step it up every once in a while for the love of his life?”

Her hands drop to her hips as she just stares at me, waiting.

“Fine, I’m up to something, but can you at least sit down for dinner first?” I ask as I move my hand over the display of food.

She huffs before plopping down on the blanket.

I can’t help but smile at her fit. She has the patience of a toddler when it comes to things she wants.

I love it about her and she hates I make her wait.

Especially if I delay her orgasms, another fun thing I learned I love doing with her.

She claims to hate it, but we both know it’s all for show.

She snatches bits of food from each of the plates, making sure she has something on her plate. Something I’ve learned is her way of appeasing me while still being a brat. She sits there waiting for me to reveal her surprise.

“You know how this works, Rose.”

The strawberry gushes out its juice as she takes a bite. Rolling my eyes, I pull the envelope from my back pocket. I learned along the way to pick and choose my battles. She learned to give in to my requests if she wants something as well.

My hand extends across the space between us, with the envelope dangling from my two fingers. She quickly grabs it before flipping the tab open to see the contents inside. Her face crumbles in confusion as she sees the itinerary resting in there.

“Conall, the Alpha of the Conri na Sliabh pack, emailed me back this morning. We have permission to travel to Ireland and visit their pack, just like you dreamed.”

Her mouth drops open as she looks between the paper and me. “I can’t believe you actually were able to get permission. What about the bookstore and the pack?”

“I already talked to Silas, and he said it was not an issue. As for the bookstore, one of our teen wolves actually volunteered because she wants to be an author when she grows up.”

“Who?”

“Callista Rue.”

“Ah, that is so cool! I would love to have her hang out with me until we leave. Do you think she would be okay with that?”

I nod my head, as I knew she would say that. “Yes, of course. I told her you would want to walk her through it before we left.”

“That’s amazing. I can’t believe you were able to get all that done already. I didn’t even think you were being serious about it.”

“Very serious. But, now that you rushed the surprise, can we eat dinner?” I ask with a lift of my brow.

She laughs as she earnestly begins to eat. We spend the rest of the night discussing all the things she would like to see when we go to Ireland. I listen as I watch her animatedly explain each place, even opening her phone up to show me pictures.

I can’t help but thank the goddess for gifting me with such a precious mate. I was such an idiot for almost ruining this forever.

Aetheria

Leaning in close to the window pane, I watch as my children finally give into the gift I gave them. Warrick finally accepting the love he deserved and Aspen giving him the chance to prove himself.

It’s a beautiful sight to watch as they spend their night together. Another successful mating. Time for the next one.

In a blink, I’m outside the cabin of my next child to focus on. He is busy on his computer as he always is. A fond smile crosses my aged face. This one will be one of the most challenging as I bring him out of his shell.