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“Yeah, because although I love my little cottage, you’re not going to fit in it all that well.”

I’d seen the bright yellow house before from a distance, and I was curious why I’d never felt pulled toward it if that was where my mate lived.

“Is it that small?” I asked. Lewis made a face.

Master Edison answered before Lewis could. “It is on the smaller side. It does have a few bedrooms, but they, too, are smaller. The house was meant to be cozy for omegas, not overly large.”

“I meant it when I said my bed was small. The sofa is as well. And the kitchen, it’s tiny. Not that great for baking.”

I looked at the others. “Yes, we would very much like to visit houses.”

“Wonderful,” Chief Daegal said. “Do you wish for me to accompany you?”

“That isn’t necessary,” I told him. “I will keep you updated about any news as needed.”

“Very good. Then once again, congratulations to you both.” Chief Daegal left after that.

“Shall we?” Master Edison asked.

“I’m so excited,” Lewis answered. I nodded. I didn’t care where I lived as long as my mate liked the place. He would be the one making the final decisions when it came to such things simply because I wanted him to have whatever it was that he desired.

Chapter 6

Lewis

This was happening. I’d met my mate, and we were now…what? House hunting? Was that a thing when you had the created warlock offering to show you houses?

“Did you wish to walk or use magic?” Master Edison asked.

I looked over at Vaughn. He didn’t have magic, and although I did, I didn’t know where we were going. I’d seen the houses when out on one of my many walks, but I’d never visited the area because I had no reason to.

“Magic is fine, Master Edison. I do not wish to pull you away from your family for longer than necessary.”

“There is no rush to return. Ara is with Wallace, having a nap, and I do not need to be there to watch her sleep. If you wish for fresh air, I am up for that.”

Vaughn looked over at me, and I could tell he was silently asking what I preferred. “I know where the neighborhood is but don’t know anything beyond that. I couldn’t tell you any of the house numbers, as I’ve never been there before.”

“Magic it is, then,” Master Edison said. That was the only warning we received before we moved from one place to another. I suddenly found myself standing in the wind just outside a house with the number 13 on the front door. “This one is between Frederick over there,” Master Edison said as he pointed to our right, “and Trevor to your left. If you turn around, Raiden and Ramsey are across the way just over there at the end.”

“Good to know. I’m not sure we’ll suddenly start hanging out, but I could be wrong.”

The names sounded familiar, but I couldn’t put a face to them. I saw so many people throughout the day that they all started to blur together.

“Is that something that needs to be addressed?” Master Edison asked.

“No, Master. It is just the way of gargoyles, unfortunately. They have their lives, and I have mine. They are busy with their families, and I was the single guy who didn’t fit into that.”

I realized that they were talking about the gargoyle twins who sometimes came into the bakery. One seemed incredibly serious, and the other not quite so much, but he was overly protective of…his tiny little mate. I turned, looking up at Vaughn. I was tiny. I was a little mate. He’d even called me that more than once already. Was Vaughn going to be overly protective of me?

“Very well, then. Let me show you the basics of the house. There is one other to see, but there are plans for more in the very near future.”

Vaughn took my hand, and I smiled up at him while he slowly led me into the house and out of the wind. It was empty and seemed so large, especially in comparison to my little cottage. It was cute, and I loved it, but I could not see Vaughn being comfortable in it. The rooms were small, and none of the furniture would work for him. It wasn’t that it was miniature; it was just…small. It wasn’t mine though, so it wouldn’t be moving here with us.

“There is an office here,” Master Edison said. “Or a sitting room, perhaps? I understand most don’t have sitting rooms any longer. It’s large enough for a desk and bookcases, but there is no closet, so I would not consider it a bedroom.”

We peeked inside, and I had to keep from shaking my head. It might not be considered a bedroom, but it was larger than the room I slept in at my current place.

“The floor plan is mostly open on the main level,” Master Edison said, leading us away from the front of the house. “The stairs take you up to the bedrooms. There are four. A primary bedroom with an en suite, and then three that are smaller. You can use them however you choose, but most here use them for children. Some have spare bedrooms for visiting family.” Master Edison placed a hand on my shoulder. “I do understand you don’t have family to visit, and I am not trying to make you feel bad about things.”