Bowden Six weeks and three days. That’s how long I’d been gone. I missed my mate, my home, my Lycans, and my bed. Hell, I even missed my crazy workload and strict routines. Neil gets out of the SUV behind us, stretches and inhales deeply. “Aaaah,” he exhales with his arms spread out wide and his eyes closed. “Home.” “You really do learn to appreciate it a little more when you’ve been gone for a while,” I say with a smile. “Goddess, yes,” he replies and grins at me. For Neil, the biggest part of our trip was mostly a vacation, one he sorely needed. I didn’t rely on him as much as I do here at the castle, and there were days when I didn’t see him at all. He was just out and about, doing his own thing. Last night when we booked into the hotel, hopefully the last hotel for a while, I apologised to him for not finding any answers to our mate problem. The butler was completely relaxed and unfazed about the whole thing. “We didn’t find answers for seven hundred years,” he said. “I did n
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