Chapter 185

Shawna POV

I was pacing my living room, waiting for word that Clint and Lynn were at the entrance to the pack. Michael had left to meet them, having shifted into wolf form so he could get there quickly. He also didn't want others to know that someone was coming to the gate, aside from those who needed to know. I thought he particularly didn't want Stephanie to know. We had Peter over yesterday to hang out, and he had confided that he thought he was in love with Stephanie. All of that changed after she admitted that she was on a mission to marry the wealthiest, most connected man she could. His dismay and disgust at this news emanated from him. I felt bad for him, but also glad that he hadn't ended up saddled with that woman. She was an opportunist. I told Peter that he might find that waiting for his mate was worth it. He had given me a sad smile and said nothing.

I had prepared the guest bedroom for Lynn and Clint. Michael had said it might be a few weeks before they'd have a house of their own. He was pretty sure that he had convinced his father to give Clint the land he had at the bottom of the mountain, or at least to sell it to him. Technically, he couldn't own it outright and it still be on Pack land, but I was assured there were ways around it. Clint had money; he just sold his three-hundred-acre ranch and all of his cattle with it. There's no way he wasn't capable of purchasing a new parcel of land and starting up his business here. The most important thing was that they were in a safe place to raise their children. These children were going to be half werewolf, and while there was a chance they might not inherit the werewolf genes, they would grow up being taught about their heritage. They needed to be near their kind.

My phone rang, vibrating across the counter in the kitchen. I dropped the book I had been holding onto, back into its place on the shelf before walking over to answer it. "Hello," I said.

"It's Lynn. We are almost there. There is a large black wolf in the tree line, mirroring our movement. I'm assuming it's Michael," she said. "There wouldn't be a huge black wolf in the woods like that otherwise, right?"

"Actually, he is probably not the only one. They keep patrol all along the road up. In terms of black wolves, I think it's likely Michael. It could also be his brother Peter. Michael did say he was going to meet you guys and left here in his wolf form," I told her.

"We are at a huge gate. The vehicle in front of us is stopped and they are just waiting," she told me.

"The guards will be out shortly then. Just watch, they seem to come out of nowhere."

"That's interesting," she answered.

"No, it's just how they have engineered their entrance. You will be in here in just a few minutes then. What do you think so far?" I asked.

"It's stunning," she said. "The air smells so clean. I can't wait to explore."

"Michael says there is a lake nearby, with some natural walk slides that go into a little river running into the lake. He's been wanting to take me. He did say he wouldn't want me on that rock slide though," I admitted. "He said he's not sure if it's safe with being pregnant."

"That sounds nice," Lynn answers. "I just need a hot shower at this point. Where are we staying?"

"With us, in the guest room. Any sightings of the guards yet?" I ask.

"Two men are either side of the car we followed up, leaning against the doors. I'm guessing that means they arrived," she says.

"Yes, they will open the gates and then you drive right to our house. Michael will lead you," I tell her.

There is a little squeal on the other end of the line, like Lynn was just startled. I here some tapping noise and then Lynn laughing. "Your mate is here," she giggles. I can hear wind now and assume she rolled down the window. "Hi Michael," Lynn says. I can barely make out him saying for them to follow his wolf once the gates are opened for them. "You should not walk up to peoples cars naked Michael," Lynn tells him and then laughs.

"He was in wolf form," I tell her as I'm listening in.

"Yeah well he's going to give my husband a heart attack," Lynn replies with a chuckle. "His dick is hanging out, and all his big muscles are on display. Clint had to grit his teeth and look away. He's not used to seeing men walking around naked you know," Lynn says.

"Is he jealous?" I ask with a laugh. "He needs to get used to it if he's going to live on pack lands," I tell her. "Men and women alike."

"Oh, I don't like that at all. Now that you say that, I don't want him checking out other women," she says.

"You think I want you looking at other men," I can distinctly hear Clint reply. "Especially your brother in law? Walking around all rugged muscle and big dick swinging."

"Of course not baby," Lynn says. "I'm not looking, nor am I interested in anyone but you." I'm dying laughing on the other end of the line, tears rolling down my cheeks with laughter as I listen to these two go back and forth about other peoples dicks and boobs.

"You are going to make me pee my pants," I pant out. "Can you stop that bickering and get here already," I tell her. "Clint will get over it soon enough," I state.

"He has no choice really," Lynn says. "We are through the gate and Michael is in front of us. See you soon," she says and hangs up.

Ten minutes later, they are pulling up into our driveway. I run out the door, down the steps and rip the door of the truck open to pull my sister out into a hug. "I can't believe you are finally here," I say. I notice the dark circles under her eyes, telling me she clearly hasn't been sleeping. "Let's get you inside," I say as I grab her hand and pull her towards the door. "The men will handle the horses and your bags." She doesn't argue, just gives me a wide smile and waves at her mate as I lead her inside. Michael comes around from the side of the house, pulling a shirt on over his head, abs rippling with the movement.

"Babe, I'm taking Lynn inside. Can you get her bags and help Clint with the horses?" I ask. He smiles and nods and heads for the truck and trailer.

"I can lend you a robe so you can take a hot shower and settle yourself in," I tell Lynn. "You look like you could use a nap."

"That obvious?" she asks. I grimace and nod yes. She laughs.