Chapter 132
The road grew bumpier, and 1 reached out to Caspian and Knox to steady myself. “If you guys are taking me into the woods to murder me, I’m going to be really pissed. And you better believe I’ll haunt your asses.”
Anson chuckled. “No murder on the agenda. Promise.”
“Isn’t that what all diabolical serial killers say?” I muttered.
Caspian’s thumb swept back and forth across my thigh. “Just breathe. We’re almost there.”
My stomach did a series of flips just as we pulled to a stop. A door opened and soon Knox was offering me a hand. When I reached the end of the seat, he simply lifted me down.
He kissed my temple. “Wouldn’t want you falling.”
“If I wasn’t wearing a blindfold, that wouldn’t be an issue.”
“She really doesn’t like surprises,” River said, amusement lacing his tone.
“Can I take it off already?”
Anson came up behind me, his fingers moving to the tie. “Ready?”
“Yes.” I was about ready to tear the damn thing off.
He pulled on the ends of the scarf and it fell away. I blinked a few times, my eyes adjusting to the light. In front of us stood a massive house. It was the same mixture of wood and stone as the lodge but had its own unique look.
There was a huge wraparound porch, complete with rockers and a swing that looked more like a bed, and so many windows, I knew the light inside had to be amazing. Yet somehow it all still looked as if it belonged here. The mixture of rock and timber seemed to grow right out of the ground.
“What is this place? It’s beautiful.”
“It’s our home,” Knox said softly.
I whirled in his direction. “What?”
A grin spread across his face. “I started the design as soon as I knew you were mine.” His lips twitched. “I had to keep adding rooms as we found more of our bond mates.”
“Hank and his crew have been working around the clock to get it done. The whole pack has been helping,” River said.
“The whole pack?” My voice cracked.
Caspian moved forward, his gaze going from me to the house. “Even Crispin helped.”
I couldn’t begin to describe how much it touched my heart. Even more so than Crispin and River’s family, I was in awe of the others in the pack who had assisted in this surprise. They still barely knew me, yet had spent weeks helping to give me a home. I’d never be able to repay them.
Tears filled my eyes and the world around me blurred.
“Oh shit.” Anson’s panicked voice filled the air. “Does that mean she hates it or loves it?”
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“Loves it.” River said quietly. “She loves it.”
“You gave me a home.”
It was more than just a home the guys had given me. It was a sense of belonging. Comfort. In a time when my world was falling apart, they were my rock.
Knox’s hand slipped beneath my hair, tugging my head back. “Love you, Sen.” His mouth took mine in a slow kiss.
“I love you too.” I turned to the other guys. “All of you.” More tears sprung to my eyes. “So much.”
Tlease stop crying,” Anson said, sounding pained. “I can’t tell if you’re happy or upset, and it’s making my wolf restless.”
I couldn’t hold in my laugh. “Sorry. I will do my best to keep the tears under control.”
River’s hand pressed into my lower back, guiding me forward. “Ready to see inside?”
I wasn’t sure if I could handle seeing the rest of this place without a few tears leaking out. I did my best to tamp down the well of emotion and nodded. “I’m ready.”
Caspian hurried ahead, opening the door. As I walked up the steps, I counted six rockers on the porch. The number had my chest clenching. Vaughn. They had planned for Vaughn, even though he was nowhere to be found.
I shoved that thought away to a “deal with later” space in my brain and stepped inside. I let out a little gasp. The whole back of the house was windows, and it looked out over the lake below. The house was set far enough back on the bluff that you wouldn’t be able to see it from the
water, but we had a perfect view of below.
Knox stepped up beside me. “We were already building here when you said you wanted to live on this bluff.”
“It was meant to be,” River said.
I crossed to a massive sectional that looked like you could get lost in it for days. It was positioned so it faced the view and a large two–sided
fireplace. “I’m never leaving this spot when we live here.”
Anson chuckled. “It’s one of my favorites too.”
I scanned the main floor. It was an open living and dining space. The fireplace separated the two slightly, but it still left you with an airy feeling. I wandered into the dining area. There was a huge dark wood table that sat twelve, yet it somehow managed to look cozy.
I moved to the kitchen that would be any chef’s dream. A walk–in pantry. Double ovens. Endless counter and cabinet space. “Does this mean I
have to get better at cooking?”
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