Jensen stood by the window watching the wolves that guarded the grounds as they made their way up and down the well trimmed lawn. How far they’d come since those days living in caves.
A warm fire crackled in the hearth across the throne room, the smell of burnt wood filling the air. The walls were made of a rich cherry wood, the ceilings high, reminding him of those old days in the echoing cave. The double doors at the other side creaked as they were slowly opened, followed closely by a set of light footsteps.
He smelled her long before her reflection danced back at him off the window, and there was already a smile on his face when he turned.
She was still just as beautiful as that day he’d met her in the woods those thousands of years ago. Her dark black hair tucked behind her ears, and her eyes already sparkling alive at the sight of him.
Her clothing was different, this being the twenty-first century. Navy skinny jeans tucked into leather boots and a bright blue tang top hugged her like a second skin as she moved forward, wrapping her arms around his waist. When she rested her head against his chest she let out a sigh that warmed him to the bones.
“ What are you doing?” she asked quietly.
“ I was thinking,” he said back, dropping his chin to the top of her head.
“ About what?”
“ Us.” He cupped her cheek when she pulled back to look at him. “Remember that day we met?”
A mischievous look came over her face. “Hard for a girl to forget.”
“ Oh, really?”
She slapped him playfully on the shoulder and then sobered a little. “What got you thinking about that?”
“ Tobias.”
She quirked a brow, clearly not understanding.
The elder Sinclair had been missing for a long time now, run off after breaking the law by turning a human. That very Were was luckily still alive, having survived the werewolf poison that had coursed through her veins. He’d left shortly after that, and hadn’t been heard from since. Until now.
“ Here’s here, Oli. In the city.”
She gasped, crossing her arms over her chest and moving away to think. She turned back a few seconds later. “Have you told Kiley yet?”
“ No.”
She nodded, then took his hand. “Remember how hard it was explaining to Tobias you’d left camp single and came back mated?”
He chuckled, appreciating her attempt to change the subject. “He couldn’t believe it. We couldn’t either. Took us a whole week to figure out that the fates hadn’t made a mistake.” He ran a hand through her hair, relishing the silky feel. “I should have realized I fell in love with you that moment by the lake.”
“ Which one?” she snuggled in closer. “Call Kiley. The sooner you get this over with, the sooner you can come to bed.” She lifted herself to her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his forehead.
He watched her hips sashay as she exited the room, throwing a flirtatious glance over her shoulder.
Jensen wasn’t looking forward to making this call. Even all these years later Kiley still had a temper. Still, Olivia knew him well enough to present him with the perfect motivation and before the doors shut behind her he whipped out his phone and was pressing speed dial.
Anything to be with his mate.