Chapter 0113
I have the impression that Fynn tries to approach me several times, but we keep getting interrupted, and if we don’t he just changes his mind all by himself.
Pushing out a deep sigh, I sit down on the stairs behind the main house facing the fireplace. The children are sitting around it, listening to Celeste doing an awesome interpretation of Snow White while chewing on marshmallows.
I’m already drowning in my own thoughts as I jump up as I feel little hands pulling at my skirt.
“Want to come sit with me, my love?” I ask, making Emma nod her head.
“Very well. Come on,” I lift her up to sit in my lap and she turns around, leaning her little head onto my chest.
I squeal lowly at how cute she is, as I hug her close, starting to rock her.
Leaning my head on top of hers gently, I feel my eyelids get heavy as I enjoy the atmosphere of this summer night.
“May I join you?” Fynn asks.
It’s unfair how he looks even more breathtaking in the glow of the fire.
I smile up at him, straightening my spine and scooting to the right to create a bit more space for Fynn to sit. “Sure.”
He sits down, and we watch the spectacle in front of us in comfortable silence, before he turns towards to look at me. “She looks to be very comfortable in your arms.”
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“She must be smelling your scent clinging to me,” I retort, making him chuckle.
“Maybe,” he says, rubbing his hands. “But you are nice to be with, so maybe it’s that.”
“Don’t act all cute suddenly,” I laugh, caressing Emma’s back as she stirs. “Did she fall asleep?”
He nods, leaning in to look at her closer.
Avoiding looking at him, I let my eyes roam, noticing a few eyes
on us.
“We must be looking cute,” Fynn whispers, making me look at him again.
I scoff, glad for the absence of light which helps me hide my blush. “Imagine how cute we would look if it were one of ours.‘
Something that I can’t quite decipher flashes through his eyes, and I hold his gaze, the desire for him to kiss me bubbling up my chest.
A feeble–clicking sound gets me to tear out of my trance, and I spot Astrid with her phone pointed at us. “Sorry, but it was just too lovely to let it slip,” she says in a sing–song, making us laugh.
We watch her take her seat back at the fire, and Fynn clears his throat as I concentrate back on Emma.
“You know, the pack has never treated me as kindly as since you are here,” he states lowly, making me smile.
“I wonder why that is, Mr. arrogance.” I sway to bump into him lightly, and he shakes his head. “They are amazing. So friendly.
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They made me feel at home right away.”
Staring at the fire, he smiles sadly. “We are the strongest pack in the Northern Hemisphere. They usually aren’t like this to new arrivals. But you are special, and not only because the Moon
Goddess granted you three mates. They must feel that there is more to that.”
“Thank you for saying that,” I whisper, leaning my head against his shoulder.
Sensing how he is slowly starting to feel uncomfortable, I
straighten back up, changing the subject. “Can I ask you something?”
“Aren’t you already at it?” he smiles at me cheekily, making me grimace at him.
He laughs, grabbing my chin to kiss my nose. “No, seriously. Go ahead.”
My heart does a backflip, and I gulp hard to keep my sanity. ” Does Drake talk to you often?”
“Yeah,” he groans. “He is a chatterbox. Never shutting up.”
‘If he would talk more, maybe I wouldn’t have to do all the work here,‘ Drake growls in response, making me giggle.
Fynn watches me intently with a smile that takes my breath away.
“Do you think we could talk?” he finally asks, after what seems to be an eternity.
“Sure, we are locked in together anyway.”