Babe, do you think I packed enough clothes? Or maybe I need to pack more shoes?” Belle asked Shawn for the fifth time that morning.

I could sense the tension in her, and of course, anyone would feel that way—especially when your mate decides to bring you back to his pack and family.

I’ve been there before, so I totally understand the anxiety.

“It doesn’t matter, babe. I’ll get you whatever you need. Besides, you won’t need many clothes anyway,” he replied with a grin. Belle immediately flushed red with embarrassment.

I observed their little exchange from the corner without interrupting.

Belle reminded me of my younger self when I...