Victor P.O.V
All morning, I had been meeting with members of the pack to discuss the measurements I was implementing around the territory to help ensure Elizabeth would feel safe here. It would take a few days to start seeing any changes, but I felt they would at least be a good start.
I smelt her before I could see her. Her scent filled the air around me as I glanced around. As she turned the corner into our packhouse’s front yard, I was struck by her appearance. Her beautiful blonde hair was perfectly groomed into a short hairstyle, in skinny jeans, a white blouse and brown ankle boots. A smile graced her beautiful lips when she saw me. She dropped her bags and ran to me, throwing herself into my embrace as if we had not seen each other in days. Our smells intertwined, and Rex purr
