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.

see him and pour myself a

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

you have a mate?” Tylen steals a glance at

doesn’t trust me,”

“You met your mate and didn’t tell me?” Rionna glares at Tylen, hurt flickering

“It’s not for me to tell,”

am respecting her privacy.” Rionna doesn't reply, but I can tell this

any better, I didn’t trust my mate in

in but he slowly tore down my walls and gave me his heart,”

is, don’t give up on

might just be afraid of

you'll find a way to

eyes the necklace on my neck and lignore him once more, concentrating on cutting my

been my refuge is now uncomfortable and I find myself drowning in my

change, no matter who forces

my past, I look up again and find a new

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

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

like to know why an Alpha would give up his

met an Alpha, or wolf, to be honest, who would, so why would you?” Tylen does not

battlefield from the

and I have ever known is

live it, Idream it, I

It’s in my veins.

gift makes me a weapon

off the battlefield but

for my pack because that’s what they needed me

who That’s what I became...and that

have to...but I fear

not a good

monster

need aruthless soldier now, but it

position when there is no heir left to take the

pack deserves a good

I am.” “That’s very mature

away and create your own

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

don’t know,”

exchange glances and it appears they share a few words via mindlink before

war, his mate, his

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

I don’t know.

for him to lie 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 with a shrug, but it seems the

senses Tylen’s turmoil

sign, quickly getting up

and quiet, I take a walk

thoughts begin to race and I break into a sprint as

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

around deck and steps built into the trunk for easy access to the

and fro while inhaling the fresh air to soothe

leaving

been 20 years and I have

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

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 who started

my inner turmoil, the sudden scent of sage and magnolia fills the air and I look up to find Tylen staring at me near the edge of

is a nice little space, isn’t it?” He signs, taking two steps into the clearing while I take two steps

reaction he stops moving but

more than to run and hide but I remain still

family name the only objection you have

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