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and because of his loyalty to
Micah.
    He glanced around his place, taking in how sparse it was for
creature comfort. Didn’t even really qualify as a bachelor pad. Checking his
fridge, he realized he needed to make a run into town. Might as well stop by
the Fox place to see what he’d signed up for. She hadn’t called but he knew the
furnace, and probably a few other things, needed work. Mentally kicking himself
for not checking on them sooner, he headed out to the truck with his toolbox in
hand.
     
    Harmony glanced around the living room. In the week since
they’d moved in she hadn’t really stopped trying to settle them both in. She’d
only just finished unpacking after the movers had delivered all the stuff she’d
had in storage. While the cabin certainly wasn’t large it was bigger than their
last apartment where she and Rain had to share a bedroom. At least this one had
two functional bedrooms complete with beds. Smiling, she looked at Rain. The
teenager had changed her mind about which room she wanted…again.
    “You got to choose your room first.” She looked at her
daughter again. “You okay? I know this isn’t what you wanted. But you picked
that one so, no, I won’t swap with you now. Aunt Willow certainly wasn’t lying
about gathering up a few things for us.”
    “Yeah. It’s okay. I know it’s because Dad was an asshole
again. I just…I just wish it were closer to my friends. I don’t know anyone
here.” Rain leaned against the doorjamb. “I like that quilt. The green one with
all the leaves on it. I can keep that room. It just gets cold sometimes.”
    Harmony watched Rain turn away. Whoever said war was hell
hadn’t tried to raise a teenage daughter alone. She felt a bit helpless. What
were the right words to say? Sighing, she moved into the hallway to collapse
the last of the cardboard boxes. At least that had gone well. She’d really
wanted the bedroom farthest back with its quiet serenity enhanced by a
beautiful blue quilt that featured a series of interlocking rings.
    She knew it was the wedding ring pattern. Guess Aunt Willow
hadn’t given up on her finding a true mate. What her aunt seemed to forget was
that no shifter wanted a mate he couldn’t run with.
    She desperately needed a nap. Coming back had been harder
than she’d expected. Hearing that there had been a Full Moon Gathering the same
night they’d arrived had been hardest of all. Stupid really, because she should
have remembered the Pack always came together once a month.
    The normal pull of the Moon Call affected her. She couldn’t Change
but it still tugged at her. She supposed it was all the shifter energy that had
made this last full moon so hard. She could have sworn her bones were popping
under her skin that night. Hearing the howls of the Pack had made that night
worse. It had taken all of her control not to fall to the floor screaming from
the itching, crawling sensations on her skin. Sighing, she forced her thoughts
away from that time. She just wanted a quick thirty minute nap. Before she
could stretch out she caught the sound of an engine coming toward the house.
    Grumbling softly, Harmony moved to the front door. When she
recognized the truck paused at the top of the drive she stepped out to wave the
driver in. Her belly did a slow roll. She was surprisingly pleased to see
Gareth. Chiding herself, she tamped down on her hormones. His piney scent
reached her as he got out of the truck. It made her happier than she supposed
it should.
    “Hey. Come on in. We’re just moving bags and boxes out of
rooms. Finally got most of them unpacked. Please, no comments about what not-so-speedy
unpackers we are. Did you want to take a look around to see what needs fixing?
I know Rain said her room gets cold.” She went for what she hoped was a casual,
breezy tone though she felt as if she was babbling.
    “Yeah, hope it’s okay. I was on my way into town anyway so
thought I’d stop by here first, in case I need to pick