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When she headed into the kitchen area, he remained by the dining table.
“Look,” she said, “Someone brought over a meatloaf and an apple pie.”
“They’re from my pack. The women have always taken care of me.”
She glanced at him. “You’re smiling.”
“I suppose I am.”
“You love the Gordion Pack, don’t you?”
“I do. I care about every member. They’re family to me.”
“I’m getting that.” She reached for the meatloaf. “It’s still warm. I don’t think we’ll even need to heat this up. You hungry?”
He extended his nostrils. “That smells fantastic. And yes, I’m starved.”
“Me, too.”
He followed her into the kitchen. The small woodsy cabin still had the same earthy smell that he remembered, even though he hadn’t been here in over a year.
Mary moved around the small space that had an undersized butcher block island and pots hanging overhead. Sharon had been gone three years now. He was appalled by how little he missed her. But things hadn’t been right between them the entire time they’d lived in Five Bridges. She hadn’t adjusted to wolf life as well as he had. She’d hated the dominance fights, but they’d been a form of sustenance for him.
He’d known she’d cheated on him, but he honestly couldn’t blame her. He’d become obsessed with caring for the pack and had little time for her.
He’d been faithful to her, but he’d been unable to help her create a satisfying life for herself in Savage. She’d loved the resort they’d built together in Sedona and despite that she’d lived over a decade in Savage, he knew she’d never stopped resenting that his business partner had sabotaged their meal with the alter serum.
With her resentment, her dislike of wolfness generally, and his own focus fixed so completely on the pack, he couldn’t think badly of her if she’d taken pleasure in the arms of other men. He was enough of a man to admit he’d failed as a husband.
Then there was Mary in her jeans and double tank tops in white and lavender. She was hunting through the cupboards and her ass looked gorgeous in the snug denim. She’d found a bottle of wine and now pulled two glasses off the shelf.
Desire for her heated up. He was drawn to her like water to a river and he almost reached for her when his cell rang.
Warren’s voice hit his ear. “My security detail should be there by now.”
“I’ll check.” He moved to the window and saw the lead man at the end of the front walk, AR-15 in hand, his back to the cabin. “They’ve arrived. Thanks Warren.”
“You bet. I also wanted to invite you and Mary to my compound for first meal tomorrow night. I’ll see that we grill some steaks.”
Fergus smiled. “Sounds perfect. See you then.”
When he hung up, he told Mary what Warren had done for them.
Mary glanced at him over her shoulder as she screwed the old-fashioned cork-remover into the cork. “That’s wonderful. Knowing the cabin will be well-guarded, I think I’ll be able to sleep really well.”
He’d make sure she got some good sleep.
But not for a while.
CHAPTER SIX
NOW THAT FERGUS was in a cabin with a strong security team outside, he settled his gaze on Mary’s ass. She wore tight blue jeans and her tank tops rode up just enough that he could see the exact shape of each bun. He already knew what she looked like naked, which meant his leathers had started to shrink.
Rather than encourage an erection he couldn’t do a damn thing about until after dinner, he turned his attention to a necessary chore. He went around the cabin and shuttered the windows. Given the small size of the space, light could reach the center of any of the rooms once the sun rose. He knew it occasionally happened that a wolf wasn’t completely sun-intolerant, but it was rare.
Fergus, especially, hated sunlight.
With the windows covered, he went to the stairs leading down into the den. From where he stood, he could see the short hall to the right that led to an adjacent bathroom. The bed was visible the opposite direction, as well as flowers sitting on the nightstand. No doubt the women of his pack had brought the bouquet in.
