It made Jill curious because she’d seen more people leaving Big Timber in search of bigger city life with promises of rich employment. Not many moved into the smaller town where life had a rhythm and each day was similar to the one before.
Though she wasn't quite sure why, she decided to follow the large vehicle. She sprinted through the trees and back alleys until she came upon an old, abandoned Victorian house.
It lay resting at the base of a hill overlooking the town. The many attempts by the owner to find it a new tenant often ended in failure, leaving it empty.
Jill thought it was sad since she'd always seen it as quite beautiful to look at.
Its faded blue paint had begun chipping from the wood siding. A covered porch wrapped around the structure, ending just before the back door.
The whole house sat back in a small patch of trees connected to the main road by a long gravel driveway.
It was so large, she'd debated asking Gabriel and Kain to buy it to serve as a second living quarters for their packs in order to keep them closer to each other.
The large basement could easily be converted into a spare room. A yard big enough where the pups could run and play together lie separated by a chain-link fence into two sections.
The back side of the house just beyond the yard had a piece of land which could be converted into a garden. Plenty of room would remain to put a socializing area.
When the van ground to a stop in front of it, Jill hid herself in the thick brush on the side of the house and watched as the passenger side door opened to reveal an older man with ash gray hair.
He didn't look too bad for an older male. Almost attractive. If he were one of Jill's kind he would most likely be an elder and a desire for most of the older females. Maybe even a few of the young ones as well since it appeared he kept himself in shape.
The driver's side door opened with a loud creak, stinging Jill's sensitive ears. The gravel crunched as the driver dropped down the height of the truck.
At first Jill could only see the black leather work boots with chains held on studs that crawled around the heels covered by tattered jeans almost dragging the ground.
Trying to get a better view, she craned her neck only to duck back down behind the brush to avoid being seen.
A younger man with messy, dark hair wearing a tight black V-neck t-shirt, walked down the side of the truck to the trailer. The black jeans he wore hugged his gorgeous legs and ass in all the right places.
A black studded belt with a chain running from his hip to his mid-lower back ran through his belt loops. Black sunglasses shielded his eyes against the faint light of the sun peeking through the cloud cover.
He took off his sunglasses revealing two amethyst eyes so radiant, they hypnotized Jill and drew a heat of blush over her cheeks.
Moving closer she was able to catch the faint hint of his scent on the wind. Her nostrils filling with a rich, dark and deep mix of his scent. Jill's eyes closed as the intoxicating aroma teased her carnal senses.
Then she heard it. The soft melody of his soul captured her attention, making her heart stall in her chest. It was faint but she could hear it as plain as if the moon herself were singing to her.
The blood in her veins heated with relief and overwhelming happiness. Jill had to fight back tears as relief joined disbelief in her heart. I found you. Thank Luna, finally I found you.
Lucius Wolfe had been gone so long. Yet here he stood before her in a body more beautiful than any she had ever seen during her years of searching for him.
Sneaking even closer, she scaled a pine to continue her surveillance, her heightened senses allowed her to see and hear what they were saying. She wanted to know more about this man so much she’d almost let her guard down. The temporary lapse in judgement almost wound up with her accidentally getting seen.
“Unload the truck off of the trailer, Dame. I'll work on narrowing down the number of boxes and furniture so we have clothes to wear and a bed to sleep on.” The older man grunted as he lifted a box ready to take it into the old house.
“Got it, pops.” Came the reply in a voice so rich and deep it sent shivers up Jill’s spine.
He lowered the ramps of the trailer and proceeded to unlatch the chains holding the wheels in place. “Damn, it's muggy and cold as hell out here. I thought it was summer.”
Slipping a jacket over his broad shoulders, the man stopped to look around as if he felt someone was watching him. When he didn't see anyone he shrugged, jumping into the cab.
The truck’s engine roared to life and started backing slowly off of the ramp.
As morning dwindled into late afternoon, Jill jumped from her hiding place behind the thick brush surrounding the house to the tall tree branches so she could continue watching.
Her curiosity became even more peaked when the twilight hours of the evening cast a magical array of light across the mountainsides.
The younger man came out with what looked like a camera to take pictures of the surrounding scenery. “What a view. I’d almost forgotten the majesty of this place. It has an otherworldly feeling to it at times like this.” He said as he took in the breathtaking view, positioning his
