ready to settle down for the rest of my life. If I felt it in my bones that we were meant to be together forever. You knew.” His shoulders slumped. “I only ever wanted what was best for you.” “I know that.” She laughed. “Well, I know that now anyway.” She looked at him—really looked at her ex-lover and friend. He’d changed but remained the same honest man. He had laugh lines around his eyes. The blue colour still sparkled. Even with several days of not shaving and staying out in the woods he looked great. But he wasn’t what she wanted anymore. “It took a lot of guts to come to me and end things. To follow your path and not give in to what everyone else thought was best. I’ll always be grateful to you for being able to do that.” Kurt rubbed his hands over his knees. “Is this where you tell me you don’t love me anymore? That you’re happy with Mike?” he asked quietly. Becca reached for one of his hands. She threaded her fingers through his. “No, I’ll always love you. That won’t change. I told Mike the same last night. And as far as what I feel about Mike?” She shrugged. “I don’t know where that will go. I enjoy him. Like being with him. But it’s new and right in the middle of the most difficult thing I’ve ever faced. Only time will tell. But I’m glad I have the chance to see what will happen.” Kurt cupped her cheek with his free hand. “Tell me you’re happy.” Becca turned her head and kissed his wrist. “I am. I really am. And I think you are too. But I want you to do something for me.” Kurt dropped his hand and nodded. “Anything.” “Stop staying away. After this is over, come home every once in a while. Your brother misses you, the Pack misses you and I miss you.” “You mean that?” he asked quickly. “I don’t want to upset you.” “Kurt, I never wanted you to stay away. This is your Pack too. You belong here. When you’re ready, I want you to visit. I want to be friends. Real friends.” Kurt squeezed her hand. “I want that too.” * * * * Mike stepped out of the kitchen door into the bright morning sun. He saw Becca walk out of the coverage of the trees and smiled. He had opened his eyes in hopes of continuing where they had left off the night before when they had collapsed, spent and tired. But he’d woken alone. He’d hid his disappointment at her disappearance while he enjoyed his breakfast of fresh baked bread, eggs and ham. While eating, he’d received the news that no one had been able to find Owen. He hadn’t been seen him since before the fire last night. Mike had left a message for Brandon at the office and had also tried RJ but neither of them answered. His day had not started well. But being able to take in the beautiful view of Becca heading towards him? Things were looking up. She hadn’t noticed him yet and he took the opportunity to watch her. She bounced a little as she walked, obviously happy as she made her way back to the house. He took the porch deck steps down and when she caught sight of him her grin grew. And that went straight to his heart. She met him in the middle of the yard and threw her arms around his neck. “What a great morning!” He laughed. “Your house burned down last night.” She dropped back on her heels. “Oh yeah. Well, today started out better than yesterday so that’s something.” He gave her a quick peck on the mouth. “Keep that thought.” This time she frowned and withdrew her arms. “What happened?” “Owen’s gone,” he explained. “Damn,” she muttered. “Okay, well, he couldn’t have gone far. We’ll find him.” “I left a message with a buddy of mine. He’s great at tracking. If we don’t find him soon, I want him to come down and help.” He slung his arm around her neck and started to lead her back to the house. “And where did you disappear to this morning?” She stopped and turned to face him. “I went and talked to Kurt.” Mike jerked