A Werewolf's Human Mate

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Dreamscape

Then she went to the Moonbridge werewolf pack's pack house. Edwin had taken her there only once before.

The Moonbridge werewolf pack house is an impressive blend of tradition and modernity, standing tall in the heart of the town.

Unlike the werewolves' training field, their pack house stood in the town, like a modern get-together seminar. Its high, arched windows allowed the pack to roam freely under the moon's gaze. Inside, a grand hearth dominated the central hall, where pack members gathered around the fire, sharing stories and plans.

The walls echoed with the weight of tradition—wolf crests, hunting trophies, and heirlooms passed down through generations. Private rooms branched off from the main space, offering solitude and a library, while the lower levels held secrets known only to the pack. Outside, the garden served as a sanctuary for training, hunting, and running beneath the stars. This was their other home—it was a fortress of loyalty, strength, and primal unity.

When Aurora arrives, she is introduced to the pack in the clearing where they train. The wolves, in their human forms, are engaged in combat training, sparring and honing their skills.

Edwin stands at the center of it all, embodying both strength and authority, guiding his pack with a balance of discipline and encouragement.

His presence is commanding, but there’s a hint of warmth as he spots Aurora, excusing himself from the group and walking over to her with a small smile breaking through his usually serious demeanor.

He asked, “Is everything alright?”

Aurora returned his smile, her eyes shining with warmth and reassurance. “I just wanted to see how things were going.”

She glanced past him, taking in the sight of the pack members standing a few steps back, all watching their exchange with curiosity.

“They’re really impressive,” Aurora said, voice laced with admiration. “How’s the training going?”

Edwin’s expression turned serious, a subtle line of tension appearing on his brow. “It’s intense,” he admitted.

“We’re preparing for every possible scenario. The rogue is cunning, and we can’t afford to be caught off guard.”

“Oh,” Aurora murmured, understanding the weight he carried.

Edwin continued, “Right now, both our Beta and Gamma are at the Ravenwood Pack gathering evidence. That means I’m handling all the training, so I might not be able to message or call you as often.”

There was an apologetic look in his eyes, softened by his devotion to his duty.

Aurora nodded, her voice filled with quiet warmth. “Whether you remember me or not, I think about you every day.”

A slow smile spread across Edwin’s face, and without another word, he leaned in, placing a gentle, affectionate kiss on her lips.

Behind them, the pack members, who had been watching in silent curiosity, broke into grins and began to tease, their voices rising in playful “Oohs” and laughter.

Aurora pulled back, blushing, but Edwin only chuckled, his arm slipping around her protectively, unfazed by their teasing.

Later that evening, Aurora sat across from Lily in the quiet of the dimly lit café, her shift finally over. The warm glow from the overhead lights cast soft shadows, giving the place a cozy ambiance as they sat here for a rare moment of relaxation.