My fingertips slide across the smooth material of the sofa and the wood of the side table. Who made this place? Who designed it? How does he own this? For who? So many questions flood through my mind as I jump about the place exploring every part of the living room Curiosity surging pushing me to explore the rest of the house, my eyes search for the hallway. "Lumina." I stop in my path and turn around to face my male who has his hands folded across his chest leaning upon the counter. "Come." He says and I stride to him without question. As I stand within his circle he pulls me into his chest, nose sniffing the flesh of my neck. My scent his drug he revels in it. I snuggle into his warmth my hands around his stomach meeting behind his back. We are in peace. Swaying us softly he asks, "I am guessing you like this place?" I jump up and down like a pup within his arms portraying my feelings, my wolf sharing her excitement with me. "Very much. I want to see the rest of it." I say.