Dawn’s POV
"Wow. I never imagined anyone would need to rescue Elena. She strikes me as incredibly strong." I admitted to Miller.
"She absolutely is. But things were different back then," Miller replied, his tone growing more serious.
"I’d love to hear that story someday," I said, curiosity getting the better of me.
"That’s probably something your mother should share with you when she’s ready. But for now, let’s get you settled. Your room is prepared on the top floor. You’ll be right next to the twins, though don’t worry about the noise. The rooms are completely soundproof, so when those little troublemakers decide to raise hell at night, you won’t hear a thing."
My heart fluttered with nervous excitement. "Are they here right now? The children?"
"Not at the moment. Their nanny took them into town for some errands. They should be back soon enough," Miller explained.
Caleb gestured for Asher and me to follow him upstairs. When he pushed open the door to what would be my bedroom, I felt my breath catch in my throat.
The space was enormous. A massive king-size bed dominated the center of the room, while a walk-in closet stretched along one wall. My eyes landed on the ensuite bathroom, and my chest tightened with emotion. I’d never had my own bathroom before. Never had privacy like this.
A flat-screen television hung on the opposite wall, and there was even a working fireplace with a comfortable reading chair nearby. A wooden desk sat positioned near the window, perfect for writing or studying. Everything felt like a dream I might wake up from at any moment.
I moved toward the window, pressing my palms against the cool glass. The view was breathtaking. I could see the entire pack territory spreading out below us, wolves moving about their daily routines like tiny figures in a living painting.
When I turned around, Asher was standing perfectly still, just watching me with an expression I couldn’t quite read.
"What is it?" I asked, suddenly self-conscious.
"Nothing serious. It’s just refreshing to see you actually look happy for once," he said softly.
"This place is absolutely incredible. Is this really going to be my room?" I asked, still struggling to believe any of this was real.
"Well, our room, if you’ll let me stay here with you," he said, vulnerability creeping into his voice.
My heart warmed. "I’d love nothing more than for you to stay. But are you sure Elena and Damien won’t have a problem with that arrangement?"
"Trust me, we’re mates. They completely understand and support it," he assured me with confidence.
"Alright then. Do you think they’re safe out there?" I asked, worry creeping back into my voice.
"Oh. That’s very thoughtful. Honestly, I’m not sure I even have a favorite food," I admitted, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
When I returned to the bedroom, I noticed the walk-in closet was completely filled with clothing. Dresses, jeans, sweaters, shoes, everything imaginable in what appeared to be my exact size.
"Whose clothes are these?" I asked, confused.
"They’re yours," Asher said matter-of-factly.
"What?" I asked, completely shocked.
"You didn’t seriously think people were going to let you wear those military fatigues forever, did you? You’re a civilian now. Well, sort of," he said with amusement.
"This is all way too much," I whispered, feeling overwhelmed by the generosity.
Asher chuckled softly and crossed the room to wrap his arms around me, pulling me against his chest.
"I know it feels overwhelming right now. But you’ll adjust to it gradually. This is where you were always meant to be, Dawn. This is your real home," he said gently.
I looked up into his eyes and kissed him, feeling safe and loved for the first time in my life.

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