Chapter 226 Hot Lumberjack
Chapter 226 Hot Lumberjack
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I slipped back into bed, the mattress dipping softly beneath my weight. The night was still, but my thoughts were anything but. I pulled the nket up to my chin when a small stir beside me caught my attention.
Ca turned to me, her tiny fists rubbing against her eyes. “Where’s Mister?” she asked, her voice groggy but curious.
“He went home,” I whispered, brushing her hair back from her forehead.
“Aww,” Ca pouted, her little mouth turning downward. “I like him a lot.”
“I know,” I murmured, pressing a kiss against her temple. My chest ached at the simplicity of her words. “But he doesn’t belong here.”
Her eyes fluttered shut again, trusting me with her innocence. Within moments, her breathing evened out, causing me to sigh in relief. I stayed awake, listening to her breathing, my mind elsewhere.
I hummed under my breath, a tune I barely remembered but one I always found myself returning to on sleepless nights. It was easier than silence. Silence left too much room for thoughts, and tonight, my head was full of Rowan.
His face after knowing the truth was one that would haunt my dreams for the next few days, or even weeks, for sure. Even though I had an inkling that he had changed, I still hadn’t expected him to react in such a way.
He even cried.
Is he actually serious about changing?
The question circled endlessly in <i>my </i>head, tightening something I’d sworn long ago I wouldn’t let loosen. Because no matter how much his words stirred me, no matter how much his tears rattled me, I knew one thing with cold certainty–he would return to the South. He always would.
The title of being the South Alpha owned him.
I shut my eyes, determined to rest. Myst thought before sleep pulled me under, and it was a simple one.
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He probably wouldn’t be here. He would have already left when I woke up… right?
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I woke up to a noise that I wasn’t quite used to. It was still carly. I could tell by how cold the air felt. It was usually warmer this time around.
Ca was still in a deep sleep beside me, so that was another confirmation. However, outside, <b>I </b>could hearughter and chatter, something that didn’t usuallye alive untilter in the day.
My brows furrowed. What the heck is going on?
I carefully tucked the nket higher around Ca, brushed a stray piece of hair from her face, and slipped out of bed. My feet hit the floorboards quietly, though my heart was oddly restless.
When I stepped outside, the cool morning air brushed against my skin. Just then, I froze.
Half the vige was gathered in a circle, eyes wide, and voices buzzing.
I walked forward to see what themotion was all about; however, as I got near enough, I stopped in my tracks.
In the center of it all stood none other than Rowan. Not only that, he was freaking shirtless!
He had his shirt slung casually over his shoulder as though it was nothing but an afterthought. His back gleamed faintly with sweat from exertion, every muscle in his torso moving and tightening with each swing of the axe. The rhythmic thunk of wood splitting echoed sharply against the quiet morning, and every woman standing around him looked like they’d forgotten how to breathe.
“Who is he?” someone whispered in an eager tone.
“Is he a new resident?” another gasped.
“Gods, he’s so hot.”
“Wait, I think he’s an Alpha. I’ve seen him before, I’m sure.”
“I heard he’s from Fenra. The South, maybe?”
“What’s his name?”
“I think it’s Rowan.”
“Rowan…” The name rolled through the small crowd in no time. “I swear, if he stays, he’s going
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to be my baby daddy.”
I felt my jaw drop, my frown digging deep. Baby daddy?
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Leave it to Rowan to step one foot into this vige and suddenly have every woman ready to throw themselves at him.
“What the heck are you doing here?” I muttered under my breath, but the words carried just enough for him to hear.
He paused mid–swing. His head turned toward, his blue eyes caught mine, and the faintest smile tugged at his lips.
“Tess,” he said.
He started walking over to me, and again, it felt like he was ripped straight out of a rom or a magazine.
The morning light caught on his shoulders, on the carved lines of his chest, and the faint sheen of sweat that glistened across him made him look unreal. He looked like a Greek god pulled straight from myth, walking with his eyes fixed on me.
The crowd’s chatter rose behind him.
“Ooh, Tess?<b>” </b>
“Wait, Tess?”
“Aww, man! And here I thought I’d have a chance.”
I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole.
Rowan finally stopped in front of me, close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating from his skin, close enough that I had to tilt my head back to keep ring at him.
“What the heck are you still doing here?” I demanded.
Rowan’s lips curved into a sheepish smile. “Well-”
Before he could answer, a voice chimed in.
“Tessa, you’re awake!”
I turned to see Edith pushing her way through the crowd, a grin stered across her face. She was far too cheerful for this hour.
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“You left Rowan in the coldst night,” she scolded lightly, “I saw the poor man sleeping on <b>the </b>porch. I know he’s done awful things-” She cast a quick nce at him, and Rowan pursed his lips, looking away.“–but he does not deserve to sleep in the cold.”
Rowan shifted ufortably before he spoke. “It’s alright.”
I turned to him, unable to mask my disbelief. He looked at me again, and that small smile returned.
“He said he’s homeless,” Edith continued.
I snapped my head toward Rowan, my frown deepening. Homeless?
That was a lie if I’d ever heard one. Rowan wasn’t homeless. He had two houses. One of them was sprawling andvish, his own, and another one owned by his parents. Not to mention his wealth. He didn’tck money. He didn’tck anything!
Just then, Edith delivered the blow.
“So, he presented to stay here.”
“What?” My voice shot up higher than I meant.
I saw Rowan’s smile widen from my peripheral vision.
“He needs to go home,” I snapped.
“This is my home,” he said quietly, but his eyes stayed locked on mine.
I pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose, massaging it hard, trying to gather the pieces of my patience before it shatteredpletely.
“Why are you even chopping wood so early in the morning?” I finally muttered, exhausted already.
“Well,” Edith answered for him, her tone holding the kind of mischievous smile I didn’t even have to see to know. “Since we’re renovating our small clinic, and we’re short of men because of the recovering warriors, Rowan presented to help build it.”
My eyes flew back to Rowan, who simply stood there with a childlike smile.
“He’ll be staying here with us until it is built,” Edith finished, her grin wide with satisfaction. “Wouldn’t that be nice?”