Her secret mate

Building a home and future

I was still to shocked to do or say anything as Darcy pulled me out of the car that stopped in front of a house that I had never seen before, but at the first glance, it could have been pulled from my mind. Everything from the beautiful black metal railing, to the simplistic forms and the deep green wall... it all looked like me... or what I would have picked myself.

Ari got stuck in my lungs as I tried to take in all that was in front of me.

This house... it was perfect.

As Darcy's hands wrapped around me, I could not help myself, but lean into him. He did it so well and this was a perfect family home... if only we were meant to be a family.

A little shadow of reality lingered over me as the reality and bitterness of what could have happened came to mind.

While this house was perfect and beautiful, it was a mockery and a reminder of my broken dreams. As beautiful as this house was, it will not be the home I always dreamed of, that would be full of love and pups... no this was just a reminder of false hope that I lived in.

Darcy probably noticed the change in my mood as he pulled me in closer to her chest and whispered."

"Everything okay? If you do not like something, we can change it, I will not get offended. I just wanted to give you a home that you would feel comfortable and safe in."

Goddess, why does he have to be so perfect?

Suddenly, the sadness was replaced by guilt, because I was being unappreciative of all the effort he put into this. Without even walking inside, I knew that each and every part of the house was selected with me in mind. Each piece of furniture, each tile was selected with me in mind and all I could think about was how bad it is that I couldn't be with my true mate.

Frustrated with myself, I just shook my head as I slowly turned around and away from the house. Looking at it made me only remember everything that was bad.

Once completely tuned to him, I got onto my tipsy toes and pressed a soft kiss on his cheek. I pulled all the good emotions I was feeling into that kiss as laid my forehead onto his shoulder.

"No... there is no need to change anything. The house is perfect... you are perfect..."

Without even looking, I knew that he was blushing.

"Well I thinks it's a bit early to say perfect, because you haven't see the inside of the house and we both know that I am far from perfect."

I was ready to fight him about the last part, but he stopped me before I could say anything.

"But I will do my best to be as close to perfect as I can."

My heart squeezed in pain as I pulled back a little and met his eyes.

"You don't need to be perfect... just yourself."

A shy smile creeped into his face and before either of us could say anything else, he grabbed my hand and pulled me in the direction of the house. It was the first time I had seen him this exited... well maybe also the first time we had s*x.

Not waiting a second longer, he dragged me inside, explained what he chose and why he chose it.

To no surprise, the inside was just as perfect as the outside and all I wanted to do now was cry. He did a beyond good job, and I was only sighing in shock of the perfection in every room we walked into.

We stopped at the door that let to our bedroom, and he slowly led me inside. I am not sure what I should be expecting from all this. The last week we barely touched each other, nothing more than friendly hugs or cuddling. It felt like the lust and head I felt before or even on the night of my birthday. The lost we felt for each other died down, and now our relationship is more of less, just a friendship... a soul deep meaningful one, but still friendship and nothing more. I guess that night we used up the last few bits of lingering emotions and lust for each other. After that... well there was nothing left there. I felt sadness rise in me again so I decided to distract both of us before I ruined the moment.

"It's so beautiful here."

I pulled back a little, so we could look at each other.

"I can't be not proud of this or feel touched... Darcy, you did beyond great.... thank you."

He read my eyes for a few moments and just added.

"There is no need to thank me, we are in this together and I wanted you to have it, no matter what, this is yours."

He whispered with a bright smile on his face and his words tickled my soul.

"Thank you."

I whispered to him as I felt the pone in the pocket of his pants vibrate.

He released a little groan as I pulled back a little, letting him pull out his phone.

"I wanted to spend the evening together."

The complaint in his voice died down as he read through the message.

"I have to go."

That was all he said as he started to pull away. Completely confused, I let him pull back as I started into his face.

"What… what's going on?"

He stopped for a moment and lingered on the idea of telling me the truth. I was sure that he was goingto lie to me, but instead he told me the truth or at least part of it.

"We have the people that planned the attack on your birthday."

His voice was a bit louder than the growl that slipped out of his chest and I stared at him, waiting to know more.