63. The Treehouse

***Agnest**

I smell his scent nearby, my wolf impatiently wagging her tail for him to come inside the house and speak to us.

But after finding out who he is to me, I do not wish to see him anytime soon.

There’s a tap on my shoulder and I turn to find Zane watching me closely, his hair still wet from his shower.

“What’s on your mind?” he signs.

I try to brush him off but he insists.

“You’ve been stirring the steak sauce with the stove off for 10 minutes now,” he argues with a soft smile.

“What’s wrong?” “How is Talia handling her wolf and mark? Don’t think I didn’t see it,” I tease him, changing the subject.

Zane blushes and timidly hides his red face from me, likely mumbling something under his breath.

He turns back to me when he calms his blush down.

“Whatever it is that’s bothering you, you can tell me,” Zane signs.

“I still have time for you.” selfish with his love.

His mate and his pup should be his priority.

“Take care of your family and I will be okay,” I smile, Zane’s eyes growing sad.

“But you are my family,” He retorts.

“I can take care of you too.” His words overwhelm my heart but I know he will not let this go until he is sure I am okay.

“Pll tell you when I am ready.

I’m just not ready right now.” My reply seems to upset him but as always, he respects my wishes and drops the matter entirely, instead taking the saucepan from my hands and helping me set the table.

I feel the floors vibrate beneath my feet as Dakota stomps down the hall.

He’s started to stomp more around me to make his presence known or catch my attention and it makes me so happy he cares enough to do that.

As I reach for the dinner plates, I feel Dakota pull at my pant leg.

When I look down at him, he signs the word ‘help’ and holds out his little hands for me to give him the plates.

They are much too heavy for him so I give him his own plastic plate and cup to carry to the table and he happily trots along No one seems to have the heart to tell him that’s Zane’s place and so the little boy claims the seat.

Talia and Rionna help me bring the food to the table and as we all settle at our seats, Tylen appears down the hall.

I freeze upon seeing him, unsure if I should run and hide or pretend my heart isn’t racing now that he’s so close.

He’s much more handsome than I last remember, his brown eyes containing speckles of amber and emerald when the light hits them.

His dark hair, which is longer at the top and shorter on the sides, is messily combed upwards witha few stubborn strands hanging over his forehead.

His clean shaven jaw is sharp and a pair of thick brows frame his large eyes that look directly at me.

He wears a black t-shirt, his arm tattoos on full display.

“I invited Tylen for dinner,” Rionna explains.

“I hope that’s alright.

He just needs his space from his father right now.” I force a smile on my face and silently nod as Tylen slides into the seat directly across from me.

I pretend I don’t see him and pour myself a

chat quickly begins, Zane signing the entire “So Tylen...tell us about yourself...” Talia asks, Zane giving her

steals a glance at

me,” Tylen

and didn’t tell me?” Rionna glares

could you?” “It’s not for me to

privacy.” Rionna doesn't reply, but I can

feel any better, I didn’t trust my mate

but he slowly tore down my

mate is, don’t

might just be afraid of her own

patience and you'll find a way to show her

neck and lignore him once

is now uncomfortable and

who forces their

past, I look up again and find a

the corner of my eye, I notice Tylen translating as well, the kind

pack, Zane,” Tylen signs, Talia sitting up straighter

“Yes, I'd like to know

or wolf, to be honest, who would, so why would you?” Tylen does not answer right

a battlefield from the time I

my wolf and I

Idream it, I breathe

It’s in my veins.

me a weapon of

battlefield but

had to be a warrior for my pack because that’s what they

who That’s what

fear the day I fight because I want

not a good

a monster in the

now, but it will not need another ruthless Alpha later

it selfish for me to choose to abstain from my position when there is no heir left to take the title, but I think I’ve earned the right to

pack deserves a

not who I am.” “That’s very mature of you,” Talia

limitations and I admire your courage to step away and create your own destiny.” Tylen’s eyes meet mine one more time, loneliness and

be accepting my father’s proposal?” Tylen asks when there are no more questions

don’t know,”

they share a few words via mindlink before Tylen has an answer.have not forgiven him for

this war, his mate, his best friend, his

imagine he feared losing everything again and kept Rionna’s past a secret for that reason, but he makes it

I don’t know.

it past him to hide his true motive and have something up his sleeve.” He settles back

restless as she senses

me,” I sign, quickly getting

peace and quiet, I take a walk outside with

to race and I break into a sprint as I try to

into a clearing and find a large tree house

deck and steps built into the

of the tree’s sturdy branches and I carefully climb onto it, swinging my legs to and fro while inhaling the fresh air to soothe my turbulent I have not felt butterflies in my belly since Damon stole a kiss from

at him for leaving that

years and I

I would have savored his last kiss and

it seems the universe is mocking my pain, sending my son off to the same war that took my family and mating me to the son of the man

I look up to find Tylen staring at me near the edge of the clearing, his eyes following me

steps into the clearing while I take two steps back and nearly bump into the tree

reaction he stops moving but continues

you left me.” I want nothing more than to run

family name the only objection you have for

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