When we reached home we were welcomed very enthusiastically by Mason. Our home was full of maids and packmates, who came bearing gifts and wishes.
The environment was overwhelming and I felt loved.
“This is a little weird,” I told Xander through the mind link.
“How so?” he asked.
“Sometimes pack members look at me like they can’t believe that I am your mate and sometimes they look at me like they are blessed to have me by your side. It gives me whiplash.”
This earned me a hearty laugh and I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Most of my pack members just love you and some like the Elders have this notion that old traditions should be maintained and that includes my pack’s rivalry with yours. They don’t understand that I was yours the day you looked at me, in that forest,” he replied.
“You tri
