Camila's POV:
The man walked briskly, I tried my best to follow him behind, while being easy on my sprained ankle.
Thankfully, his house wasn't far from the borders. It was a simple looking cabin, with flower bushes around it, and a well trimmed lawn. It looked cozy bathed in the morning light. It didn't look like the kind of house suited to a person such as him.
But what was I expecting? A run down building in the middle of the forest?
"Do you live alone?" I asked. It hadn't crossed my mind earlier, but I didn't want a situation where he was mated and his mate probably wouldn't like me around.
"It's just me." He replied.
We got up to the fornt door. He got the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the front door. He held it open for me as I walked inside.
"Wow," the word was out o
