Ember led the way to her room, Thorne following closely behind her in his wolf form. As soon as they entered, he nudged the door closed with his muzzle and shifted into his human form. Without a word, he strode to her wardrobe and began sorting through her clothes while she watched him curiously. To her surprise, he pulled out a pair of male pants and a nightshirt for himself.
“How did that get in there?” she asked, genuinely surprised.
“You’re my mate. I should have some of my things in your room, and yours in mine, naturally,” Thorne said easily. He didn’t put on the clothes immediately, instead, he walked into the bathroom to take a bath.
Ember watched him disappear inside, still not used to someone sharing her space so naturally. Then again, it was his house, she mused.
She settled
