One month and two weeks later
Asher's POV
I watched as my mate bustled around the nursery occasionally making faces at the pups gathered around her.
They smiled back and giggled the way only babies knew how to amused by the faces she had been making.
What were they thinking when she made faces like that?
Despite my protest the woman kissed me hard and ordered me to follow her. In my haze I muttered a yes like a zombie without brains.
Damn.
When it came to her and her only I was like a zombie walking on every command she ordered or giving her what she needed.
A month later after the disastrous battle with the hunters everything is back to normal. The events of that day already a forgotten event now written in our books of record.
I felt a presence at my back and I turned around just in time to see a curious pup at my feet about to pick at the shoelace that wasn't tucked into my boots.
