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*Brian's POV*
Carrying her on my back felt right in so many ways, just carrying her felt right, as long as she was touching me, I felt complete.
The twenty minute walk home, felt to short to me. Walking into the house, I bend down and she slides off my back. I fight back a wimper, at the loss of her touch.
I walk up to our room, as I hear her follow closely behind me. Reaching out room, I ooen the door and set back so she can go in.
She walks in and sits on our bed. I catch myself staring, and see her blush, and turn her head away. I smile, at my beautiful mate.
Setting the bags down, I start putting things on hangers, and hang them in the closet, so she can find them easier, and I don't know how to fold clothes.
I'm starting to realize that I don't know how to do alot of things that I should, but I was always busy with Alpha stuff, even when my Dad was Alpha, I was always with him to learn, or at school. I mentally face palm myself.
I'll have to learn, I will learn to cook, and fold clothes and whatever else I don't know how to do. "Maybe mate can help us learn," My wolf says.
"Finally something we aren't arguing about," I tell him. "Nope second thing," he laughs, " may was first, we agreed with," he smirks. "Ass," I tell him. "You know it," he replies.
When I was done hanging her clothes, I sit down on the bed and pull her to me. "Do you remember your name or anything," I ask, rubbing her back.
"No, I wish I could, but I don't," she says sadly, cuddling into me. "Mate's sad," my wolf says, "even her wolf doesn't know anything," he adds. "It's like they are eighteen year old pups," I tell him. He growls at me. "I don't mean it as a bad thing,"I tell him.
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