Page 30 of Wooded Bliss

“You’re adorable,” she breathes out.

I narrow my eyes at my mate, but it’s all in jest. “Adorable?”

“Yup,” she pops the p and gives me a sly grin.

“I was hoping for something a little more masculine than adorable,” I pout.

Birdie tips on her tiptoes and kisses the underside of my jaw. I love how much smaller my mate is than me. I hope I can always make her feel safe and protected, like she’s delicate and cherished. The way she fits against me has all my possessive and protective instincts roaring to life inside of me.

“Need to get mate home to our den,”my bear grumbles, reminding me exactly why we’re here.

“She’ll be sleeping in our den tonight and for the rest of our lives,”I promise him.

The satisfied rumble he lets out as he relaxes in the corner of my mind has me grinning down at my perfect mate.

“Like,” she teases me, “sexy? Handsome?” She taps her chin, the corner of her mouth tipping up. “Maybe ridiculous?”

“I’ll show you ridiculous,” I growl, my words filled with tantalizing promise, “when I get you back to our home.”

The way my mate shivers has my cock throbbing behind the fly of my jeans. Now is not the time, but it’s hard to stay on track when she’s standing in front of me and looking at me with desire in her eyes. There’s no reason to waste any time starting the moving process. My mate did agree to move in after all.

Then I’ll be marking her to make her mine permanently.

I can’t fucking wait.

“Okay, my big cuddly teddy bear, I’ll pack up some stuff and we can start on this whole packing and moving thing.”

The growl that comes out of me is partially me and partially my bear. All my mate does is wink at me before she goes to her closet to pull a suitcase out and begins to decide what she wants to take with her tonight.

We work side by side, the anticipation between us growing with every breath we take. I’m fucking giddy with the knowledge that tonight is the start of the rest of our lives. We’ll be sleeping in our bed, in our den, from now on.

I’m not the only one giddy. My bear has practically rolled over on his back with a huge toothy grin on his face. He is kind of a big teddy bear for our mate, but I can’t exactly blame him.

When we fill up my truck and her van, I stand back with my hands on my hips while a feeling of accomplishment fills me. It’s not everything, not by a long shot, but it’s a start. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more satisfied in my life.

I know the feeling will only grow when Birdie is fully moved into our den. The grin my mate shoots me is tired but filled with the same satisfaction which has settled deep in my chest.

“I think this is about all we can fit and take over tonight,” she speaks my thoughts out loud, her voice tired.

As much as I don’t want to be away from her, I know she has to drive her van to our home. She’ll need it tomorrow. While I would have no problem driving her to work, my woman may need to make deliveries, and I’ll never do anything to take her independence away.

I pull a keychain out of my pocket and hold it out for Birdie. It holds a key to our house and a small bear figurine.

Birdie grins and murmurs, “It looks just like your bear.”

My bear puffs up with pride and chuffs happily. He’s been bugging me to spend more time with our mate. It won’t happen tonight after doing all this extra work, but I’ll make sure it happens soon.

“Let’s go home,” I gently lead her out of the door while planting a kiss on the top of her head.

Her big blue eyes meet mine and her voice goes husky, “Will you be marking me tonight?”

I let out low groan, “Oh, little one, I’ll be marking you and, Goddess willing, I’ll be planting my cub inside of you.”

She lets out a squeak, “Cub?”

I make a humming sound, watching my mate’s reaction closely. Sure, she looks stunned at first but then a slow smile creeps across her face. My dick is more than ready to turn my promise into reality. Even if I don’t put my cub in her tonight, we’ll have a damn good time trying.

Birdie will make the best mom and it’s been way too long since we had cubs running around the forest surrounding theBosch pack lands. The woods deserve to be explored and enjoyed in a way that only kids can.

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