This is too strange. I’m not used to our lead Alpha acting so happy.
Falcon’s been so distant and moody for weeks, and he was never exactly super cheerful or positive before then, either.
Is this all because of Robin?
She is pretty awesome.
“She’s sleeping now,” Jay mentions. “I don’t want anyone waking her up.”
“I wasn’t planning on stomping around,” Shayne says, before he dumps the boiler suit on top of his shoes.
“Yeah, well, be extra careful,” Jay adds. “She was upset a while ago. Basically cried herself to sleep.”
“What?” Falcon asks.
“What happened?” Shayne stops in his tracks.
Everyone’s staring at Jay for an explanation.
He sighs. “Long story short, the detective on her case called. She’s coming for a visit tomorrow. Robin thinks she must have a lead about where her mother was buried.”
“Shit,” Shayne mutters. “That’s pretty heavy.”
“It’s a good thing we got the fence finished tonight.”
Shayne rolls his eyes.
“What?” I ask, not getting it.
“I’m beyond done with the fucking fence.”
“Go shower,” Falcon tells him. “Jay can call the kitchen for dinner. We can eat before you turn in for the night. It’ll make you feel better.”
It’s nice to see our lead Alpha taking charge, even in smaller ways.
I guess it’s been a while since he was present enough to do that.
Shayne slips into the bedroom, quiet with the door, but his emotions are still on the negative side as he disappears from sight.
Jay has his phone in his hand within a few seconds, calling in the order for the cafeteria’s lunch leftovers that we already decided on as our dinner choice earlier today. I can tell he’s still worried about Robin, but he’s taking that as it comes.
Falcon is about as calm and content as I’ve ever seen him.
It’s not that he’s the happiest he’s ever been, exactly.
It feels more stable than that.
I’m not sure it’s something I’ve felt from him before.
Kind of strange, but it’s definitely not a bad thing.
I could get used to it, for sure, as long as Shayne gets his smile back too.
Chapter One Hundred-Nineteen
Shayne
The shower feels so good that I don’t want to turn the water off, even after I’m done washing up.
