Aella awoke to the sound of birds chirruping happily. She stretched lazily and opened her eyes, peering at her surroundings like a newly born baby. The morning felt and looked so alive and young. The light that filtered from the window was golden and felt surreal, and a tree close to the window cast soft shadows inside the room.

She felt unusually happy; her heart felt like it was floating in the air or she was bouncing around on balloons. She realised that she hadn't felt this kind of happiness and satisfaction since she joined the pack. In fact, since she became a wild wolf. It felt as though she had finally found her purpose after several years of aimless searching.

She sat up and looked around properly, realising that she had woken up in Logan's room and not hers. Soon all the memories from last night began rushing back and she smiled sheepishly. She hugged her knees to her naked chest as the thoughts of what had ensued the previous night came back to her. The way the night had ended wasn't something she had been expecting.

Logan had been a tender yet mind-blowing lover. He had paid attention to her body and set it on fire like no other man had done before him. Her body felt pleasantly tender and well used. The sex had been nothing like she had experienced before.

Like you've ever had sex before. Her wolf old scoffed. Last night was your first, wasn't it?

Shut up, wolf. She sighed happily. I'm too happy to be worried about that. 

The room was empty of her mate and she wondered where he was. His side of the bed was still rumpled from sleeping in it. She put her nose to his pillows and took a long sniff. The pillows smelled of him and of their late night escapades.

She turned around and came down from the bed. There was blood on the sheets: a little spotting and nothing more. She packed up the sheets and, as an afterthought, brought them closer to her nose. The sheets smelled of his signature smell: cedarwood. She could smell it all day!

She padded to the bathroom and dropped the sheets in the laundry basket, then proceeded to have the most satisfying shower of her life. All she could think of during the ten-minute shower was how happy Logan had made her last night and how eager she was to see him again. She wanted to know if the sex had changed him in so many ways, the way it had changed her. 

After the shower, she put on one of Logan's shirts which was, as usual, big for her. She didn't mind the size though. He had finally made her his mate for life and she could use any of his things liberally now. He was hers and hers alone for life. There was absolutely no question about that.

Aella walked to the dining room for breakfast, humming under her breath happily. She stepped into the room and saw that it was empty, save for some maids who were packing up used plates. She sighed as she saw the used plates with disappointment in her heart. Obviously she had missed breakfast and the others had eaten without her.

She walked over to the dining table and took her seat, helping herself to the remaining food. She put the fork to her mouth and savoured the food. It was absolutely, mouth-wateringly delicious; she wondered who had cooked it. Everything this morning seemed to be beautiful, she thought. 

As she licked her lips in bliss, she was suddenly reminded of Logan's lips on hers the previous night. Flashes of the events from last night came back to her and she let out a suppressed groan of desire. She rubbed her legs together as she started to get turned on again. Heat turned her cheeks red as she re-lived his lips on her own, her nipples, between her legs.. 

A loud intrusive noise jolted her from her sensual thoughts and she opened her eyes in surprise, feeling a little self conscious. But  It was none other than Louve entering the dining room. The other woman sighted her and smiled widely, waving gaily and walking over to the table to sit beside her.

She hugged Aella tightly and crooned "Good morning! It's an absolutely beautiful morning today, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess." Aella replied. "Louve ow, you're hurting me." She yelped, tugging at Louve's arms which were around her neck. Louve released her from the hug with a shy smile of apology and looked around the table. "Well, well. It seems our men have had breakfast without us."

Aella looked at the other woman. "You woke up late too? I thought I was the only one."

"Well, it seemed like our men were very eager to leave us in bed after the...ah, rigorous activities of last night." Louve replied and gave Aella a knowing wink. "The very...energetic activities of last night must have tired them out and made them so hungry that they didn't even think about waiting for us before having breakfast."

"I hope by "rigorous activities", you mean the wedding, right?" She asked, smiling.

"You know I'm not talking about the wedding, darling." Louve said. "I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."

"There's nothing to tell." Aella said, but her sheepish smile and the blush on her face gave her away.

"I'm sure my cousin really did you justice. Did he not?" Louve asked suggestively.

"Louve, Jeez!" Aella said and looked at the other woman with shy surprise.

"Oh, there's nothing to be ashamed about. My own man did." Louve reassured her. "I'm not going to forget last night in a very long while."

"I mean, if you say so." Aella laughed. "Logan was trying to be gentle but I could tell he was only trying to control himself."

Louve giggled. "Casper too. When we were done, he told me I was driving him crazy but he didn't want me to know."

Aella smiled. Audrey she was reminded of the things Logan had said before they had had sex. He had talked about his mother's death and her relationship with his father, how her death had affected so many people negatively including him. It had been sad to hear even though she had already heard from Louve. Aella could see the raw fear in his eyes and she knew that he was genuinely scared of giving himself completely to another human.

Her heart had shed tears for him. She could understand him better now; his fears, his joys, his memories and emotions. Everything was stronger after last night. It was as though the consummation had gone deeper than just regular sex, as though they had shared a piece of each other's soul too.

The two women finished the rest of their breakfast in relative silence after that. Then Louve gestured to the maids to clear up their plates after that and turned to Aella, grabbing her arm and leading her towards the door. "Come on." She said with a slightly mischievous smile. "Let's find out what our mates are up to."