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Circe was there for me all the time. She tried to help me, and show me, but she was fae, not a shifter.
Rune helped me a lot, and he could show me more.
It would take time—I was aware of that—but I was so impatient to master this.
On top of my temper and my lack of control sometimes, I was also anxious.
Since Wesley had come to save me, telling me that he’d been terrified of losing me, we hadn’t talked about what the future would hold again. He hadn’t told me if he wanted me to stay or go back home, and that was making it worse.
Did he want this? Did he want us in his life? I hoped he did—I was crazy about him, and our bond was stronger than ever. My being a dragon had something to do with it, I was sure, but after being that close to hell and back, fighting a war together really brought a couple closer together.
Of course, I wasn’t going to fault Wesley for being away so much. He had businesses to run, acityto run, and a mess to clean up.
The first order of business had been to take care of the mess in the desert, so the humans didn’t find out carnage had taken place there.
The second order of business was to get rid of the Rogues. Rune had exiled them rather than give them a death-sentence, and it had taken a couple of pack members to drive them out and make sure they left for good.
The third thing Wesley had started doing was seeing his pack. He was getting to know them, he was spending time with them, and taking his rightful place as the alpha who was involved with his pack, not ruling them from his hiding place on top of his hotel.
All of those were good things, and it was only right that he did them, so I didn’t push him to give me an answer, but I needed to know wherehomewas.
Emmie and I sat on the balcony, using water paint to create pictures in the warm sun.
“Are you excited about school?” I asked.
After the summer was over, Emmie was starting school.
“I think so,” Emmie said. “Will everyone think I’m weird?”
“We’re all weird, baby,” I said. “If you go to the land of normal, no one will be there.”
“I know,” Emmie said and sighed. “But I’m different weird than the other weird people.”
I nodded. “Yeah. I’m not going to let you suffer, okay? We’ll find a school with kids just like you, and then you won’t be weird at all.”
Now that we knew what Emmie was, I had to let her integrate into the shifter community as much as I had to learn what that was like. I just didn’t know what shifter community to settle into. Despite our mate bond and fighting side by side in the war in front of his pack, I hadn’t wanted to go with Wesley to any of the pack meetings because I didn’t know if I wanted to get involved. If I was going back to Portland, I had to talk to the alpha there and get intothatcommunity instead of putting down more and more roots here, only to have to leave.
I heard footsteps from inside long before Wesley appeared at the top of the stairs. My senses had heightened since I’d become a shifter, and I was still getting used to it all, but I was learning.
“What are you doing?” Wesley asked when he stepped through the door and onto the balcony.
“Painting,” Emmie said and held up her picture. It was three dragons together. “You, mommy, and me.”
Wesley glanced at me, but I couldn’t figure out the expression on his face.
“You’re so artistic,” Wesley said, hugging Emmie to him. “Well done.”
Emmie beamed at him.
“Can I watch TV, Mommy?” she asked.
“Of course,” I said. “Are you hungry? I’ll make us some sandwiches in a minute.”
Emmie nodded and disappeared into the house to watch her show.
I started clearing up the painting stuff.
“I went to Portland earlier,” Wesley said.
