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 don’t see

signing the entire “So Tylen...tell us about yourself...”

a glance at me and

she doesn’t trust me,” Tylen

I blame her.” “You met your mate and didn’t tell me?” Rionna glares at Tylen,

you?” “It’s not for

reply, but I can tell

didn’t trust my mate

but he slowly tore down my walls and gave me his heart,” she adds with

is, don’t

might just be afraid

patience and you'll find a way to show her

neck and lignore him

silence which has always been my refuge is now uncomfortable and I find myself drowning in

no matter who

down the painful road of my past, I look up again and find

notice Tylen translating as well, the kind gesture filling me

offered you his pack, Zane,” Tylen signs, Talia sitting up

you have questions.” “Yes, I'd like to know why an

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

from the time I could

and I

live it, Idream

It’s in my veins.

makes me a weapon of

keep me off the battlefield but my sense of

my pack because that’s what

That’s what

because I have to...but I fear the day I fight because

a good

monster in

it will not need

position when there is no heir left to take the title, but I think I’ve earned the right to walk away after

pack deserves a

I am.”

to realize his or her own limitations and I admire your courage to step away and create your own destiny.” Tylen’s eyes meet mine one more time, loneliness and fear darkening them and

asks when there are no more

know,” Zane

it appears they share a few words via mindlink before Tylen has an answer.have not forgiven him for what he did to Rionna and

this war, his mate, his best friend,

again and kept Rionna’s past a secret for that reason, but he makes it very difficult to trust

I don’t know.

but I also wouldn’t put it past him to hide his true motive and have something up his sleeve.” He settles back in his seat

Cynthia, becomes restless as she senses Tylen’s turmoil and I struggle to

me,” I sign, quickly getting up to

of some peace and quiet, I take a walk outside with no

race and I break into a sprint

run, I stumble into a clearing and find a large tree house perched atop a

built into the trunk for easy access to

climb onto it, swinging my legs to and fro while inhaling the fresh air to soothe my turbulent I have not

him for leaving that I refused to

been 20 years and I have still

time I’d see him, I would have savored his last kiss and told him how much I loved being his

off to the same war that took my family and mating me to the son of the man who started

find Tylen staring at me near the

little space, isn’t it?” He signs, taking two steps into the

reaction he stops moving but

want nothing more than to run and hide but I remain still and frozen in

only objection you have for accepting me as your

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