Page 41 of The Wolf Guard's Mate

“You don’t really interact with the pack unless you have to, huh?” I asked him.

He shook his head. “When I do, the interactions are different than they were for you. I keep everyone safe by keeping our security tight—that would make it difficult to maintain actual friendships.”

“And you’re not interested,” I pointed out.

“Not really.”

“You and your brothers talk a lot, though. Every day. You play video games and stuff too, right?”

“We do. The dynamics have changed since Enzo mated with Aspen, but I guess now that we’re all mated, we’ll find a new normal.”

“Is it going to be weird for you that I look so much like your brother’s mate?”

He shot me an amused look. “Is it going to be weird for you that I look so much like your sister’s mate?”

I laughed. “Valid point. And I think all of our personalities are different enough that it won’t be weird.”

“Agreed. All of our scents are also wildly different, so even without the tattoos to separate you, there’s no way I’d mistake Nova for you. Or that Clay would either.”

I guess I hadn’t thought about that.

Nova didn’t seem worried about it, but what if Clay wasn’t thrilled that his mate’s twin was with his brother?

Things could get awkward, fast.

“Do you think Clay will be uncomfortable with it?” I asked. “I’ve only talked to him a few times, and he was really affected by Nova being unconscious during most of them. I don’t know what he’s like.”

Hunter chuckled. “Clay will be more comfortable with it than the rest of us. Now that he’s figured out his wolf’s issues and mated to your sister, he’s ridiculously happy all of the time.”

That was good.

I really didn’t want to cause problems for the Savages. Obviously, Hunter and I were only supposed to be a quick hookup, so I hadn’t taken the time to think about the effects of mating with him.

There was no point in dwelling, though.

Neither of us could change what had happened, so we just had to roll with the punches.

We passed through a gate—I gave him the code, because he had put the app on my phone before we left the mansion—and he pulled up in front of an expansive cabin with massive windows. It was nowhere near as big as his Greenview mansion, but the vibes were similar, and it definitely wasn’t small.

“Does the pack know this is here?” I checked.

“It would be hard for them not to. They give me plenty of space, though.”

I nodded.

We got out of the Jeep, and Hunter grabbed our bags from the back while I went up to the front door and typed in the code. He met me there as the door unlocked, and he pulled it open for me.

I kissed his cheek before slipping inside, and my lips curved upward at the soft rumble that followed me in.

Looking around, I took in the tall ceilings and wide, airy space. Everything was modern, but comfortable. Massive, soft-looking rugs made the light, wooden floors cozier, and everything smelled like Hunter.

“Take your time looking around,” he said, his hand brushing my ass before he headed to the kitchen to make a quick snack. We were both hungry after the drive.

I checked everything out, and thankfully, the house wasn’t big enough to get lost in like the mansion was. It was significantly larger than my cabin, though, and far cozier too.

I was trying to keep an open mind, because I didn’t want to agree to live there and change my mind afterward. But the more I saw, the more I liked it, and I’d never been all that picky about where I lived.

After I was done with my tour, I went back to Hunter’s bedroom and plopped down on the gigantic bed, pulling the blankets aside so I could tuck myself in. I relaxed against the pillows, trying to decide if I could imagine myself curling up there with him every night.

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