Page 24 of Cam's Treasure

I groaned loudly as I woke up, squeezing Micah to me when I felt him stir. Why did morning have to come so early?

Burying my face in Micah's silky hair, I let my eyes fall shut again, breathing him in as sleep tugged at me, wanting me to return to the world of dreams.

Then again, my life felt like a dream some days even when I was awake, so who knew? Maybe thiswasa dream.

Micah chuckled, and I grinned into his hair, knowing he'd heard my thoughts. Micah's shields were usually down first thing in the morning, which was probably why he woke up fully so much quicker than me. The moment he was awake, his mind was full of voices from everyone in the vicinity. How could he enjoy the sleepy haze in that situation?

"I can still feel it. All I have to do is focus on your mind alone," Micah said softly, pulling back to glance up at me. "You help drown out all the other voices."

Leaning down, I pressed my lips to his, caressing his soft ones with mine. I didn't deepen the kiss since we both needed to brush our teeth, but just having Micah close, feeling him against me was more than enough to make my heart feel full.

"Come on, let's get cleaned up. We're moving into our new place today, remember?"

Excitement filled me at the reminder, and I sat upright, pulling Micah with me. "Right, right! We should hurry!"

Micah chuckled as he followed me out of bed, and we quickly brushed our teeth and showered before making our way downstairs.

"Your breakfast is keeping warm in the microwave," DD said, and we plated up the bacon and eggs, eating quickly as I started making a mental list—that I knew Micah was listening to—of all the things we needed to take.

"Do you think we can borrow Caleb's truck?" While I could fly all our stuff—or even carry it, though it would certainly look weird—to our place, DD preferred it if I didn't soar around in my dragon form too close to the ground. While my shields were strong, they weren't perfect, and sometimes, a human might catch sight of something they shouldn't.

"Yeah, I'm sure he won't mind, as long as he doesn't need it today."

Caleb was a wolf shifter that I adored pranking, and he also worked as a handyman, driving all over town for jobs. He was a big, grumpy dude who was sweet like sugar when Noel—his mate—was around.

After breakfast, Micah left for his house to pack up our stuff there, and I did the same here. DD helped—Dad left for work after promising to come visit us at our new place in the evening—while suggesting I pack every other thing in the house—"in case you need it"—like I was moving across the ocean instead of just a few streets over. It was sweet, but also a little annoying.

In the end, I asked DD if he could maybe make us some food to take over since it'd take us some time to get the kitchen stocked, and he was only too happy to do it.

While Amelia also spent a lot of time away from the house, she always came back, so I thought DD might be feeling a bit off since it was the first time one of his kids was 'leaving the nest,' so to speak. Add in the fact that he and Dad had eggs that would be hatching in just over a year, and his parental instincts must have been on overdrive.

It took me a few hours to pack up my room, and by the time I was done, I had six big boxes, a few duffle bags, and two luggage carriers full of our stuff. It hadn't looked like I had much stuff when it was spread all over the room, but now, all packed up, I couldn't believe how many belongings I'd accumulated over the years.

Micah showed up just before lunch, and I pulled him into a hug the moment he stepped through the doorway. Growing up together, we'd rarely spent more than a day or two apart, and it might've resulted in a little codependency, not that I minded. I never planned on being apart from Micah for any reason, so it didn't matter if we were too attached to each other.

"How did it go?"

"How do we have this much stuff? Where did it all even come from?" I whined, making Micah chuckle.

"Well, you're a dragon, Cam. And dragons hoard things."

I rolled my eyes at his matter-of-fact tone, and he grinned cheekily.

"It's a good thing our new house is so big."

"Yeah," I agreed, then added, "Then again, we will be sharing the place with two more people someday, and it probably won't feel that large then."

Micah was silent for a moment before agreeing softly, and there was that flicker of somethingoffagain. I couldn't quite put my finger on what exactly it was, but I was starting to think it had something to do with our other mates. Was Micah tired of waiting for them? Was he sad that all our trips had been for nothing? But he'd talk to me if that was the case, right? We didn't keep things from each other. I was pretty proud of our communication skills generally, but I was starting to wonder if maybe I thought we were better at it than we actually were.

"Hey, kids. Will you join us for lunch?" DD asked on his way to the kitchen, and Micah nodded quickly, following after him as I trailed behind, worry churning in my gut.

After lunch, I flew over to the packland to borrow Caleb's truck, and then we spent the next few hours moving everything to our new place.

When we were done, I drove the truck back to the packland, and then Rhiannon opened a portal for me so I could get home quicker, for which I gave her a tight hug, knowing how taxing it was.

As I stepped into our new living room, I looked around the place as my chest filled with happiness. Micah and I finally had a home of our own, and it was everything I could've ever dreamed of.

Micah

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