Hunter had loved these last two weeks. He watched Rose blossom and move about the house with ease and confidence that hadn’t been there before. With the weight of her slave band slightly lifted, she didn’t have to worry about someone accidentally commanding her.
He turned the band on his finger and smiled. She was kind and warm around others, pack members drawn to her beautiful spirit as they began welcoming her to their pack. In their room, she was loving and generous, welcoming his touch and occasionally initiating the interactions herself.
Not wanting to push her too fast, they had only gotten up to kissing and some heavy petting, nothing more. Having her in his bed was enough for now; she felt perfect molded against him as she slept.
He sat in his office going over paperwork when
