I looked at the surrounding structures. A row of white cottages lined the grassy knoll above the sandy beach of the lake. Cold firepits sat at intervals between the buildings with wood lawn furniture overturned around them. “Where’d they go?”
“This is our vacation property. I figured we’d stay here for a bit.” The world tilted as my legs were swept from under me and John’s strong arms cradled my back. “It’ll be a few months before the pack comes out this way.”
“Not this again.” I sighed, trying to hide my amusement as John kicked open the door. “I’m perfectly capable of walking on my own two feet.”
“I know it.” John grinned as he carried me over the threshold. “But I like your feet in the air.”
*
“As much as I love spending time with you, don’t you have a pack to lead?” I rotated my h
