looked around the property before he'd signed for the short lease. He didn't particularly care, as this wasn't going to be his permanent residence, he didn't intent to stay that long. He already had several residences based in different cities, and different countries. All he needed for now was somewhere to put his head down while he ran his mate to ground.
He dropped his bags on the kitchen counter, giving a cursory look around the interior. It had all he needed, somewhere to store, prepare and cook food and a table to sit at. He made his way into the living room and was just passing the front window on his way to the stairs, to check out the bedrooms, when he heard the front door close to her house next door. Walking over to the window he hooked a finger in the curtain so he could see what was going on. Through the gap be saw a tall well-built man amble down the path, dark head lowered and hands thrust into the pockets of his leather jacket. He turned and waved as the door was opened again, smiling at whatever she shouted to him, before it closed again. She being his mate. What the hell was his mate doing with another male in her home? They would be having words over that. A growl rumbled in his chest as he flicked the curtain back into place, but not before he caught the other male look over his shoulder towards him. Yeah, he would be running him to the ground too, no one touched what was his. He'd spent nearly 5-years searching for her, to be pipped at the post by a pup, or whatever the hell he was. He was definitely a shifter of some kind. His eyes had that glow to them as the light from the waning sun had caught them, a definite sign of night vision.
Jaden turned on his heel and made his way upstairs to check out his sleeping arrangements. He found the master bedroom, neat and tidy with a double bed already made up with clean bedding. The house had had a thorough cleaning, he could still smell the products used. The bathroom opposite it had a large shower cubicle, toilet and sink. That cubicle could come in handy it definitely looked like it would fit more than one inside. The whole house was clean and all traces of the previous occupant had been removed. He next checked the security system and that all the doors and windows locked securely, safety was always something he took seriously. Maybe a little something to eat and a shower would help him settle, before he went next door and frightened the life out of his mate.
In the kitchen he found the fridge had been stocked, per his request. Hanging his padded leather jacket on the back of the door he took out a steak and other items. He pan cooked it and ate it with some steamed veg, washing it down with a tall glass of ice cold milk. Once he'd washed up and wiped down the cooker top and surfaces, he picked up his bag and went back up the stairs. A shower and change of clothes were next on his agenda. He put away the clothes he had with him, a few pairs of jeans, socks, t-shirts and some sweat pants. Underwear wasn't something he bothered with, one less item to worry about in a shift. His toilet bag went with him into the bathroom, stripping he dropped his dusty clothes on the floor and quickly showered. He padded into the bedroom with a towel slung around his hips as he put his trainers and shoes in the wardrobe with a couple of hoodies he wore around the house. Grabbed a clean pair of jeans, socks and a t-shirt, and dressed again. Slipped his feet into a pair of trainers then picked up his dirty clothes and headed back downstairs. He put his clothes in the washing machine and decided a walk would help further settle him. Maybe check what his mate was up to, so he headed out of the back door, locked up and walked down the garden. He found a gate in the fence and walked through and into the tree line heading, sniffing the air and checking for any other shifters. He'd just jumped into the tree that