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She nodded. “Yes, I’m sure. I don’t want anyone to be uncomfortable. It’s your den.”
“It’s our den. If you change your mind, just let me know.”
“Okay.”
Do not worry. If she feels anxious, we can relax her with our tongue. We’ll taste every inch of her until she can think of nothing else, my wolf growled salaciously.
Or we could stick to the plan and let her come to us, I replied.
I discreetly adjusted my hardening cock and directed her downstairs, showing her the entertainment room and gym.
“Whenever you’re ready, one of us will take you to the shops to get you clothing and the other items you need,” I said, leading her back to the kitchen.
Her eyes lit up at the mention of shopping. “Wait, like real stores? With inventory and people and choices?”
I laughed at the bounce in her step. “Yes, exactly like that. You can even put in custom orders.”
She let out a little squeal. “I can’t wait!”
Myla’s happiness was like the first ray of sunshine after a storm. Her pleasure sent a streak of pride down my spine.
The open display of emotion was the first sign that she was becoming comfortable with us.
Confident that Myla knew her way around the den, I guided her back to the kitchen. Bowen and Silas sat at the table as Theron finished plating dinner.
Our bond thrummed as Bowen and Silas stared at her.
“Did something good happen?” Bowen asked.
Milan nodded as I took my seat. I couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t speak more than necessary when we asked a question.
She made no effort to join us. Instead, she remained by the wall.
“Aren’t you coming?” Silas asked.
Myla’s shoulders jolted. “Oh, right, sorry.” She rushed to the table and picked up a serving spoon. “What would you like on your plate?”
Bowen clenched his fork in his fist.
Silas put his hand over Myla’s. “We don’t want you to serve us. We want you to eat with us.”
She gave us a bashful look, and her cheeks turned red. “Right.”
Myla awkwardly settled between me and Silas.
The air in the room changed as apprehension and anger prowled through the bond like a living creature.
Theron cleared his throat, nudging Bowen with his shoulder. Bowen jumped into action, taking his portion and passing the serving plate.
“Is that what you did in your pack?” Bowen asked casually. “You were a server?”
“All the females were.” She grabbed the bowl Silas handed her and looked at me, checking to see if it was all right. I nodded, enraged by her hesitancy to eat.
“All of them? Were there so few females that they could all be on serving duty?” Theron took a sip of his water.
Myla passed the bowl to me, tucking an errant curl behind her ear. “No, there were quite a few, actually. But most were bedmates to the pack, which left the chores to the rest of us.”
Bedmates? “What exactly is a bedmate?” I asked, even though I had a strong suspicion.
