hold any doubt that they’d cast her out as if she
didn’t exist in her parents’ world.
“There are always secrets in this world, pet.” He
dropped a kiss to her cheek, and for the first time she was charmed by his
touch. No one ever took the time to touch her, hold her, reassure her.
All thoughts of her mother were cut off.
“I don’t have any changes of clothes,” she said,
turning to look at him.
“You don’t need any clothes. We’re alone, and that’s
the way it’s going to stay.” He took her hand leading her up the multiple steps
to get to the main door. She watched him pull out a set of keys and start to
unlock the large door.
“Don’t you have any other alphas trying to take over
your territory?” she asked.
“No. I treat all packs with the respect they deserve,
and I demand they treat me as such.”
Her father didn’t allow any other pack to walk through
his territory. If another wolf from another pack walked on his land, he’d give
the wolf a beating. She had grown tired of watching men and women beg. For a
woman, her mother delivered the beating as her father didn’t believe in hurting
a woman. Her mother never had a problem with causing pain.
“They come to me for permission to enter my lands, and
I grant it to them. I don’t cause fights that are unnecessary. My pack likes to
live in the open without fear of being approached by others. I make sure
they’re all taken care of.” Daniel switched on a light as she entered his home.
The door closed, and the sound echoed throughout the
old house as if it was a sign of approaching doom.
We’re trapped!
There was no getting out of this house until Daniel
was satisfied. Would it be so hard to agree to his claim of being her mate? She
truly didn’t know what to think about his claim. Dawn was torn in two between wanting
his claim more than her next breath and then scared of accepting his claim.
Once he knew the truth, would he really want her? No
man truly wanted a murderer for a mate.
She cut the thoughts off, staring at Daniel as he
turned back to her. He slid the bolts into place locking them inside the
dominating house.
“For tonight, we’re not going to do anything. We’re
going to enjoy some good food and drink, and then we’ll go to bed.”
“Where will I sleep?” she asked.
“Where I tell
you to.” He walked down the long entrance hall, taking a left.
She hurried her steps to keep up with him. Considering the age of the house,
the scents were sweet, charming.
Whoever lived here they were happy. The house smelled
of happiness, of peace. It was such a strange scent to have around the house.
She rushed toward him, following him through three more rooms before they made
it to the kitchen.
“The house has multiple rooms for the pack. They do
visit, and when they do I like for them to make themselves at home.
Unfortunately with wolves, they fight. I’ve got four television rooms so
there’s no fight over the remote or what they watch.” She chuckled, imagining
an argument turning heated in the sight of a remote. Ravaging
wolves, attacking each other just because they didn’t want to watch a
television program. “You can laugh all you want. It’s happened.”
He entered a large kitchen. She stopped to admire the
room, which was set in an old country style fit with a porcelain sink. The
island in the center was large, yet it would fit many people sitting around
helping.
“Again, the kitchen is large enough for the whole
pack.”
“How do you keep this place cleaned?” she asked.
“I’ve got a wolf who’s a little obsessive when it
comes to cleaning. She makes sure everything is clean when she comes to visit.
Also, I make the pack clean up after themselves . I
won’t have shit lying around because they’re too fucking lazy to do their
shit.” He moved toward the fully stocked fridge. She smelled the freshness in
the vegetables and the meat inside. Had he planned for her to be spending time
with