1 week later
*Barkley*
I am not nervous. By Goddess, I am not.
As I stride through the cottage for the third time, I am simply ensuring that everything is as it should be when my guest arrives at any moment.
Blackmoor is my sanctuary. I never bring she-wolves here. The thought of sharing this residence with Jayne brings me a pleasure I can’t deny. It is an odd notion to entertain a she-wolf here. This is a gentleman’s retreat. Hunting, fishing, and hiking abound. The mountains in the distance and the nearby lake provide a magnificent view. I wish it were spring or early summer. I wish I could share much of the area with her, wish she would see it and appreciate it as I do. I wish she were coming here without dread accompanying her, but I suspect she isn’t anticipating her time here at
