Jensen was quiet as Connor pulled the jeep out of the hospital parking lot. He wanted to take her back to the cabin, he told her. To finish what they started the night she became a mountain lion. But was she ready for this?
Sure, she loved Connor, and was grateful for him healing her arm, in fact, she was grateful to him for many things. He had shown her how to love, to find her courage again, trust; and so many other things. Even Roxy had grown to trust him.
Speaking of; she hadn’t seen her blood hound in several days, and she missed her terribly. Maybe…
“Connor,” she asked in her sweet voice.
“What is it my little swan?” Jensen had to laugh. Here she was, a mountain lion with a hint of wolf and Connor called her his swan. It was a sweet, endearing term, that testified to her coming
