Page 58 of Wolf Forgotten

After putting him on the bed, I pulled another blanket over him. He rolled over on his side, grabbed one of my pillows, and hugged it to his chest.

Frowning at the feeling in my chest over the sight of him cuddled up to my pillow in my bed, I went to my computer and powered it on. Now that I had a name, I could see if he was in the database for missing wolves. The name Xander wasn't a common one, so it should be easy enough.

Zero matches found. I tried spelling it several ways before opening the advanced search. I had little to go on besides he was about six feet tall, with brown hair and green eyes. Ten results came back, and I scrolled through the list, none of them looking even close to the wolf in my bed.

I shut my laptop and went into my bathroom to shower and change before heading to the kitchen to start breakfast. Cole was at the kitchen table staring at his phone and didn't look up when I walked in.

"Good morning." I grabbed my coffee cup and poured myself some. "Ivy still sleeping?"

"Probably." He took a long drink of his coffee and watched me as I got sausage and eggs out of the refrigerator. "You moved him to your room?"

"You didn't text me back. I decided not to leave a man that was suffering lying on a concrete floor." I opened the package of sausages and put them in a pan to cook.

"And if he shifts in your bedroom?" Cole put his phone down and gave me the look that told me he wasn't happy—two lines between his eyes and a frown.

"I shut the door. If he shifts and tears it up, well, I've been meaning to redecorate." I placed six pieces of sourdough bread on a baking sheet and put them in the oven. "It was better me than Ivy. You know if she would have gone down there this morning and seen he was human, she would have let him out." I wasn't about to tell him I spent the night in there.

"I don't need you to become reckless. I have enough on my plate at the moment." He ran a hand over his face. "Dante wants to have a meeting to discuss quarantining all new wolves for a week before allowing them to mingle with the pack. And on top of that, he wants us to run a full physical, including blood work, on Ivy."

"I don't agree with locking new wolves away somewhere. How is that a good measure of how they'll behave? Running her blood through our system wouldn't be a bad idea. We might find out who her parents are." I flipped the sausages over and got busy cracking eggs in a bowl. "Want me to talk to her about it?"

"No. I will." He stood and stretched. "Damn, the treehouse really did a number on my back."

I sighed. The treehouse. I could not get the images out of my head and had jacked off twice since then thinking about it. "You're okay with me and Ivy?"

"My wolf was a little standoffish at first, but after the treehouse..." He pulled plates out of the cupboard.

"And what we did was fine?" We were close, but I wasn't sure if he wanted us to bethatclose.

"I was so focused on her, it was like you were an extension of her body." He shrugged. "If we're going to do this, things are going to touch."

"I'd hardly call my ball sack an extension of her." I laughed and sprinkled cheese on top of the eggs that just finished cooking.

"Did I just walk in on a conversation I shouldn't have?" Ivy shuffled across the kitchen and straight to the coffee. "Why do you two get up so damn early when you don't have to?"

"Wouldn't you normally get up early on a weekday?" Cole's amusement was nice to see. He had been far too grumpy lately. It was a nice change.

"But if I don't have anywhere to be, why get up?" She squeezed my ass as she walked past me, and I grinned. I loved when she touched me.

Love.

My grin fell, and I turned to the oven to check that the bread wasn't burning. Was I really already having feelings that deep for her? The thought of her leaving had made my chest hurt the day before, so it was possible I was well on my way. It was soon, though. Wasn't it?

Who put a timeline on love anyway? Everyone was different. Some fell hard and fast, while others took the long winding path.

"I have pack stuff to do, as usual." Cole leaned over once Ivy sat and kissed her.

"Mm... pack stuff? That's literally all you guys do is run a pack? Seems like with less than four hundred it would be a part-time gig. How do you get your money? I mean, look at this place." She gestured around the kitchen. "Do you grow weed in that greenhouse of yours?"

I threw my head back and laughed. It wasn't a bad idea, but marijuana really messed us up. "No. I don't grow weed out there. You should go out there and look around today."

"So it's not weed." She snapped her fingers. "I know. You dirty dogs. You have a best friends butt stuff Only Fans, don't you?"

"We do not have an Only Fans." Cole chuckled and a grin spread across his face. "Do you want us to start one?"

Ivy nearly choked on her coffee. "You can do one for your feet. Save any butt stuff action for my eyes only."

"There will be no butt action with me and Cole." I made four plates and carried three of them to the table. One was for Xander whenever he woke up again. "I help manage tech for the pack."

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