Asher's POV
I opened my eyes to the ceiling of my wooden cabin located just before the packs borders.
I stared at the log of woods arranged to form a roof.
All the memories of the past three days come rushing back to me as I look at the adorable mop of fiery red hair sprawled all over my chest.
I run my hand through the waves of hair occasionally detangling it. She's oblivious to the world still unconscious in her peaceful sleep.
I had the best moment of my life just a day ago.
Her heat had made an appearance three days ago which made us move to this cabin so that all the other males don't get a sniff of my mate's heat. It can be very intoxicating to an unmated wolf. His wolf can go crazy and just because of that smell can decide to mate with that she-wolf even though it isn't his mate.
So immediately I caught a whiff of that scent on her I carried her away to my cabin.