Free Reaching for My Angel [The Royal Wolves 5] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Honor James

“I know it’s different and if I push too much just tell me please?” he asked softly.
    “I like it,” she admitted, “I like it a lot, Benedek. I like that you care enough for me to want to do things for me, with me.” She licked her lips. “I love you, Benedek and I will tell you if something bothers me or hurts me in any way. However, this.” She grinned. “You being a gentleman doesn’t bother me. I want more.”
    “Good.” He grinned down at her, kissing her forehead lightly. At his car he pulled open her door and held it until she slid in before he went to the trunk and put her bags inside. Settling in his seat he started the engine and, taking her hand, looked over. “Ready?” he asked as he slipped it into gear waiting on her before he pulled away.
    She squeezed his hand and nodded. “I’m more than ready, Benedek, take me home, show me where we get to spend the rest of our lives at?”
    Winking at her he pulled from the curb and drove through town sitting quietly and just enjoying having her at her side, her scent filling the space. After forty minutes he pulled through his gate and drove up and through the trees to the front of his house. “Welcome to Chez Farkas number two.” He grinned as he shut the car off and got out. Going around he collected her bags before giving her a hand up and out of the car.
    She looked at the house and her eyes were wide. Looking back at him she asked, “All right, Ben, I have to ask, just what is it that you do for a living, other than own a bookstore?” Because he was clearly very, very loaded. “Because, honey, I’ve never met someone who lives in a mansion before, darling, and this”—she gestured with her hand—“is a mansion.” That it was the house of her dreams she left off, because it was, it was a home. It was a place to have a family, to raise children and know they would be safe and happy as they played outside and even inside.
    “Darling, it’s just a house,” he said shaking his head. “Besides, I’ve been alive for two hundred years, love. I’ve learned a bit about stocks and such. I’ve had many business enterprises over the years and invested wisely.” He shrugged. “I had to put a little bit of it someplace and building the house I’d want to bring my mate to seemed to make the most sense.” Looking at her for a moment longer, he nudged her gently. “You ready to look at the inside, yet?” he asked with a grin.
    “Is it as perfect for me inside as it is outside?” she asked as she turned to look at him. “Because so far, Ben, I have to tell you”—she squeezed his arm since he now held her bags—“this house is everything that I have ever dreamed of for a family residence, everything.”
    Shrugging, he grinned and passed her the keys. “Let’s go and take a look, love,” he suggested following her happy skipping steps to the door. “Passcode is 1-9-5-6-3-0,” he told her as the alarm started to sound as they pushed into the house. When she disarmed it he hit the lights for the main foyer, the large chandelier of hand crafted glass in a multitude of white and blue hues throwing out light and put her bags down until later.

Chapter 3
     
    She looked up at the chandelier and felt the very breath leave her body. “Benedek.” She felt weak, honest to god felt weak as she looked up at it and then around. “How long have you been in my dreams?” she whispered softly. “How long have you known the home I wanted to live in, the home that I needed for our family?” She was stunned, from the design on the wood floor to the colors of the wood on the wall, it was the home she had always dreamed of.
    “You know the exact day I came into your dreams, darling,” he told her, moving to stand just at her back as she stared around. “I built the place forty years ago when you weren’t even born yet,” he pointed out gently. If she doubted him he’d show her the plaque that the construction crew had put in when the last