“What prompted this?” he asked.
“Something I’ve been thinking on a lot lately,” I said.
“Hmm…”
“What’s hmm?” I asked.
“Just funny you said that, because I’ve thought about it a lot since we came back here, just never thought you would agree to it, so I wasn’t gonna mention it,” he said.
“Well, that’s silly, to never bring it up,” I told him.
“Maybe, but if you didn’t want to go, I was fine staying here,” he said.
“I just don’t think there is anything here for me…” I said.
“What about your mom? Your brother?” he asked.
“If they ever decided to get better, then I’d bring Aspen here for visits, but right now, they aren’t my responsibility. Aspen and I are,” I said.
“When were you thinking?” he said.
“Whenever you wanted,” I replied. “I miss Callie and Lina. I didn’t realize how much I’d miss them, but I really do.”
“I, too, miss them both, so I understand,” he said.
“It’s not that I don’t feel like this is my home, but something is missing. I felt more at home there, and now that we’re truly free… I want to really feel at home,” I told him.
“The biggest weight just lifted off of my chest,” he said.
“Mine too… obviously, I wasn’t going without you, but I just feel like it’s the right thing for both of us,” I told him.
“I’m going to call Lina,” he exclaimed.
Everything started to move quickly. During dinner that evening, we talked with Aspen about moving and how she felt. She was ecstatic and wanted to leave right then.
Quinn left to shift two days later. That evening, I’d spent hours on the phone talking to Lina. She’d been ecstatic about us coming to stay for good. So much so that she’d already found us a three-bedroom home to rent that was close to her house. Quinn told her that he preferred a three-bedroom, but a two-bedroom would also work. He tasked her and Callie with finding a home that was suitable for us. While the cabin was amazing, and we both loved it, we both agreed that with Aspen, we needed a little bit more space than one bedroom.
Lina said the house would be ready to move into in five days. I wasn’t sure if Quinn was quite ready to move that fast or not. Was I ready to move that fast? Was that enough time to get everything wrapped up? We didn’t really have anything that was pressing. It was summer, and Aspen wasn’t in school. Quinn didn’t work a formal job. I stayed home. We didn’t have much in the house, and Quinn had already said the house could be packed in a day with some of the pack members helping. My mind raced with questions as I fell asleep.
I woke up to the smell of breakfast, which was quite the usual post-shift. He often woke me up by cooking breakfast. He stated that sometimes he would sleep while he was in his wolf form, and other times he didn’t. Sometimes the pack played games in the woods, stalking and hunting each other.
“Good morning, my love,” I told him, as I walked into the kitchen.
He turned around and flashed me a smile. “Good morning, beautiful.”
“I talked to Lina last night,” I said.
“You talk to her every night I shift,” he said, and then laughed.
“True,” I said, before letting out a small laugh. “They already found us a house, a three-bedroom.”
“Oh?” he said.
“It’s ready for us on Friday.”
“This Friday?”
“Yeah, I guess she’s eager,” I said.
