~Hunter’s Point of View~
I took the stairs two at a time and bolted to Ellie’s room. She was staying in River’s old room since it had its own bathroom. Skyler and I had to share one growing up and we always hated it.
I knocked, “Ellie it’s Hunter, can I come in?”
The door opened instantly, and my poor little mate stood there with puffy eyes.
“I’m … I’m sorry,” she said, looking ashamed.
I moved past the door and couldn’t help myself, I wrapped her in my arms. She rested her head on my chest and my wolf purred. I felt so awful that she was upset, but I also felt so content.
Before I even registered what I was doing I sniffed her hair, I could never get enough of it … of her. These past ten days away from her was torture. Mom absolutely insisted we give her time to adjust and learn ab
