on with my other injuries.
"Alex has a big house where you'll live, and then it'll be like the old days. It's not too far from here, so you can visit. I've been making progress with the local wild fae."
I looked away from him at the mention of Alex and the old days. Ark leaned in and gave me a light hug, trying to keep the excess ointment off himself. He quietly said, "I'm sorry."
I shook my head. Not his fault. "So, I'm going to a big house, with Alex, and those cubs? And I have to go about my role like the old days?"
Ark nodded and finished up with my final injury. I tried not to shift my tail and curl up in it. They'd thrown all of this at me out of the blue. I should have been given time to prepare. I cursed them under my breath.
I closed my eyes for a moment. “What about that waif, then?”
A flash of rose crept across his cheeks and he couldn’t hold back the grin. “That’s Adam. He’s adorable, sweet, kind, and a little nervous, but he’ll get there. The big bad furballs put him on edge.”
We giggled. It may have been cruel, but it felt good to focus on other things. I said, “So he’s long term, then?”
Ark wrinkled his nose and looked away for a second before saying, “I think so, yea.”
I grinned, it was good to hear that he was happy and settled down. It had been far too long since he’d been truly happy.
The males were shuffling around outside and a couple of doors slammed. We couldn’t hold off any longer. A small frown sat on Ark's face as we hugged one last time, and I exited the kitchen to begin the new phase of that life.
I kept telling myself that I was made for that role. It was my purpose, and I didn't have such a bad life. Things were never the same two days running, which stopped boredom from setting in. I closed my eyes and brought forward my raven side.
The calm, peaceful understanding descended over me as I walked out into the hallway and said to Alex, "Lead the way."
He gave a small nod and did lead the way. The cubs kept looking at me, but not a word was said as we went to our various vehicles. I noted that Alex was the owner of the sleek black executive car. He always was that way inclined. I took another deep breath and turned on the engine, listening to the low, rumbling growl. It focused my mind and removed any chance of slipping into thoughts of the past. The past was done with, and that was that. Or so I kept telling myself.
Alex led, and I followed with the cubs in tow. They'd have to learn their place, and I had no problems using brute force if necessary. I tried to keep myself focused on the roads as they went from the familiar twisting lanes around Ark's little cottage to new roads that I hadn't explored yet. The roads widened a little, but the hedges on either side grew higher and blocked my view of the surrounding countryside. The trees that sprang up in the middle of the hedges formed a dense canopy overhead, blocking out most of the sunlight. I smiled and watched the shadows dancing and flickering between the determined beams of light. I caught myself and grasped back onto my focus just in time to take a sharp corner. I made a note to pay more attention and to stop letting my mind wander.
The drive wasn't too long. It was certainly short enough to vanish and hide at Ark's cottage should I feel the need. When I felt the need. We pulled up in front of a large house, surrounded by mature oak trees and dense bushes. The driveway must have been a mile long. Alex had always been careful with money. Even coming up to the end of the driveway the house was well camouflaged amidst the dark green foliage of the various bushes and trees. I pursed my lips and looked at it a little more closely. The lack of visibility made it harder to find, which wasn't a bad thing. It was a three story sprawling thing with large windows, which would be handy to any would-be attackers if and when they decided to try and break in or shoot us. The mature trees
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