him.
Hell, he needed to get a grip on whatever the fuck was going on with him.
“Yeah, that’s me. You’re staying in the main house, right?”
“For now. I think though that I’ll be moving out soon.”
Why? Did she have a mate? That would be horrible.
Wait. Why did he care? He didn’t even know her.
“Why?”
Leslie gave a small smile. “With Hazel here, the house is a bit crowded. Well, there’s tons of room physically, but the couple needs some time to breathe, you know? They’ve never really had the space since they’ve been mated. I’ve always been there.”
Fawkes frowned. “Hunter doesn’t seem like the type to do something he doesn’t want to do. If he didn’t want you there, he’d tell you.”
Leslie snorted. “Sure he would, but he’s also a dominant wolf who can’t help himself. His wolf actually knows how to act around a submissive, meaning he needs to take care of me, even if his human half would rather have time alone with his mate.”
Fawkes didn’t quite understand what it meant to be a submissive wolf, but he wasn’t about to go out and ask her.
He’d just ask Hunter later.
“I feel like I’m intruding too.”
Leslie shrugged. “It sounds like you need it though.”
Fawkes looked at her strangely. “What do you mean?”
“Hunter said you were in your transition, right?” He nodded. “That means you need to be around people you trust to make sure you have a support system. You won’t be yourself until the year is over unless you find your mate first. The fact that Hunter would allow you to be here with his mate and child present tells you how much you mean to his family, Fawkes.”
He blinked as shame wove through him. “I’d never hurt Becca or Hazel.”
She nodded. “I know. Hunter trusts you.”
He swallowed hard. “Do you?”
Her eyes widened then she looked around as if she were suddenly aware she was alone in the forest with a demon who was straddling the line between good and evil.
“I don’t know you.”
“Will you?”
“Will I what?”
“Will you get to know me?”
“If we’re living so near each other, I suppose we will. I don’t think that’s what you’re asking though.” She bit her lip and lowered her eyes, a pretty blush covering her skin.
“I don’t think that’s what I’m asking either.”
“I’m going to go in and let Hunter know you’re ready to see your new home.” She took a step away from him and he fought the urge to move closer so he could feel her skin.
He wanted to know if she was as soft as she looked.
He wanted to rub himself against her so all other males would be able to smell his scent on her and know she was his.
He froze.
Oh shit.
She blinked hard as if she’d heard his thoughts. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Fawkes.”
She turned and ran as if she were being chased.
Well hell.
That wasn’t the best way to meet the woman who could be his true half.
His mate.
His savior.
What the hell was he going to do now?
“Fawkes?” Hunter called, interrupting his thoughts.
“Yeah?” He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. “Sorry, what?”
Hunter followed his gaze to where Leslie had raced off to and frowned. “Be careful with her, Fawkes. She’s been through a lot. Plus she’s a submissive wolf who’s trying to find her way.”
“What does being submissive mean?” He needed to know and this seemed like the best time to ask.
“It means her wolf needs to be taken cared for by a dominant. It’s not that she’s a doormat, far from it. Because of wolves like hers, other wolves are able to have the strength they need to fight for the Pack. Without them, well, I wouldn’t want to think what our Pack would look like. Right now though, the Pack isn’t healthy. We’re working on it, but it’s taking time. Not all the dominants know how to treat submissives. Leslie needs space from people who treat her wrong. She needs to find her footing.”
Well if that wasn’t a warning to stay away