Malakai's POV
Camilla and I arrived home around eight in the morning, even though I would have liked us to stay longer at the cabin. She seemed to love the place, and I'm already thinking how we can be going there more often.
For now, duty called. One I couldn’t ignore, and I couldn’t entrust to Logan.
“Thank you for this,” I said, pressing a quick kiss to my mate’s addictive lips. Nothing felt better than knowing I could kiss her whenever I wanted now.
A small frown touched her face despite the blush heating her cheeks. “What for?” she asked, eyes skimming over the neat work she had done.
“Making this man look less homeless,” I replied as I fastened my wristwatch. She had chosen my clothes and styled my hair, making it fuller on one side. Being helped in that way was strange, but it
