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.

don’t see

entire “So Tylen...tell us about yourself...” Talia asks, Zane giving her a look

a glance at me and turns

she doesn’t trust me,” Tylen replies both audibly and in

and didn’t tell me?” Rionna

not for

privacy.” Rionna doesn't reply, but I can tell this conversation will

any better, I didn’t trust my mate in

him in but he slowly tore down my

is, don’t give

might just be afraid of her

her time and patience and you'll find a way to

eyes the necklace on my neck and lignore him

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

who

up again and find a new conversation taking place, Zane still translating for

Tylen translating as

Zane,” Tylen signs, Talia sitting up straighter to give him her

like to know why an

why would you?” Tylen does not answer right away, taking his time to

been on a battlefield from the time I could shift,” Tylen finally

I have ever known is

Idream it, I

It’s in my veins.

me a

best to keep me off the battlefield but my sense of

a warrior for my pack because that’s what they needed me

what I

to...but I fear

a good

a monster

may need aruthless soldier now, but it will not need another

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

deserves a good

that is not who I am.” “That’s very mature of

and create your own destiny.” Tylen’s eyes meet mine one more time, loneliness and fear darkening them and he looks away before

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

don’t know,” Zane

can trust him?” Tylen and Rionna exchange glances and it appears they share a few words via mindlink before Tylen has an answer.have not forgiven him for

because of this war, his mate,

imagine 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 entire situation has left him

Cynthia, becomes restless as she senses

me,” I sign, quickly getting up

need of some peace and quiet, I take a

I break into a sprint

and find a large

built into the trunk

to and fro while inhaling the fresh air to soothe my turbulent I have not felt

for leaving that I refused

20 years and I have still

last time I’d see him, I would have savored his

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

find Tylen staring at me near the edge of the clearing, his eyes following me when I

nice little space, isn’t it?” He signs, taking two steps into the clearing while I take two steps back and nearly bump into the

my reaction he stops moving

it the day you left me.” I want nothing more than to run and

the only objection you have for

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