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closet?” she said, looking around the room. His whole cabin was about the size of her closet at home in New York.
    In response, he just pointed.
    There was a wooden wardrobe near the bed, with an elaborately carved wooden frieze at the top. That would hold maybe one suitcase worth of her stuff – if Marcus took all his clothing out.
    Glancing around, she realized that all the furniture had similar adornments. There was a bookshelf with carvings that matched the wardrobe. It was stocked with spy thrillers and military adventure novels.
    She walked over to the bookcase and leaned in to look at it more closely. It was so pretty that she found herself reaching out and stroking it with her fingers. “That’s some amazing detail work,” she said. “It’s really beautiful. Did you do that?”
    “Yep.” He pointed at the refrigerator. “Help yourself to whatever. I’m late for work.”
    So much for a romantic honeymoon.
    “Thanks, dream lover. I’ll just make myself at home,” she said with annoyance. “And you’re welcome, by the way, for pretending to be your mate for a month and saving your furry ass from the council.”
    She could hear her father’s disapproving voice. Language.
    Bite me, she thought irritably. She was always sassy to her father – in her daydreams. In real life, there was a lot of rebellious muttering, dirty looks and avoidance.
    He cleared his throat. “Thanks.” He almost sounded like he meant it. He looked around the room. “I know this isn’t what you’re used to. If you need anything, tell me. I’ll sleep in the workshop.”
    She nodded. She should feel relieved, right? He wasn’t going to try to take advantage of the situation.
    Such a gentleman, she thought unhappily.

Chapter Six
     
    Marcus sat on a bench by himself at lunch, the same way he always did. Most of the pack members were currently working for a home builder, erecting new homes in a subdivision that had sprung up on the humans’ property near Juniper.
    The foundation had already been set and the skeleton of the framework erected. Now they were working on getting the roof up as quickly as possible, to protect the house’s frame in case it rained.
    It was two p.m. They were eating lunch in shifts; since he’d come in late, he was taking the late shift.
    Marcus found his mind drifting back to his home. To Eileen. How was she doing? What was she doing? Was she regretting ever setting foot in Silver Peak?
    And why was she always mad at him? He must be doing something to make her mad, although he couldn’t tell what. He was treating her the same way he treated everyone else – he tried to stay away from people so they wouldn’t scrape across his raw nerves and drag his wolf out of him, snarling and threatening.
    Being around Eileen was different, though. When he was near her, he felt his heartbeat increase, and a strange warmth spread through him. Not the red-hot rage he was used to feeling – it was a pleasant warmth, which puzzled him because he didn’t know what to do with it.
    For the first time in a decade, he found himself wanting to be with another human being. That alone was making him itchy and uneasy. Why get used to something that was going to end soon?
    Damian, Casper, Samuel and Zeke walked by, chatting with each other. Marcus felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise and his fangs itched in his gums. It just happened to him spontaneously these days; he’d be sitting there, and for no reason at all, he’d get that shifter sixth sense that something was wrong. Danger, his senses screamed at him.
    It was broad daylight, and he knew everybody on the site. There was no danger – other than Marcus.
    Casper and Damien settled down on a bench near him and opened up their lunch boxes. Casper set his tool box next to him.
    Except apparently it wasn’t his.
    Samuel walked over to them, gestured at the tool box and said mildly, “Excuse me. I think you’ve got my toolbox there.”
    Casper shot to his feet,