We pulled up to the front of my cabin and Ren was silent as he stared at it. I felt a bit put out at his silence. I knew it was rundown looking on the outside, some might have even called it dilapidated, but one couldn't judge it until they saw the inside of it. My cabin definitely didn't look as rundown on the inside as the outside suggested.

"Live here?" There was an edge to Ren's deep and rumbling voice that had me shivering as I adjusted my arm around Bo so I could open the truck door.

"Better than sleeping out in the woods like an animal." I said the insult rather lazily as I looked towards him. His eyes flashed at me with that sheen of feral intention as his teeth bared at me. "Don't judge it, its quaint." I pushed open the door, not missing how he twisted his head as the piercing sound of the rusted hinges screamed into the night air.

I held the little girl in my arms as I stepped out of the truck. The night air smelled damp, earthy, and heavenly. I knew there was a witching moon out, I could feel its magick tingling against my skin. It was a perfect night and normally I would be out casting a myriad of spells to keep my levels normal but I had more pressing things to attend to. Namely the little female named Bo who was hungry and filthy.

I jostled her in my arms slightly. "Lets get you cleaned up and fed." She made no sound as she wrapped her arms around my neck and laid her head on my shoulders. I wanted to squeeze her tight and never let her go, she was just so cute. I carried her towards the cabin, ignoring the weremale as I did so. He could do as he wished. I had a baby to take care of first and foremost. "You are just going to love grilled cheese." I was excited to show her something she had never had before.

Her damp clothes were soaking into me and I could feel her shivering. "You are going to love having a warm bath as well." There was no way I was going to let her be cold when I could run her a wonderful and warm bath. I was going to straight up pamper her. I felt really giddy at that thought as I shifted her in my arms so I could push open my cabin's front door. The interior immediately brightened and Bo lifted her head off my shoulder, looking around with wide eyes. "Not too bad, huh, baby?" I knew I had made the space livable. It was a mixture of modern and country couture. I mean I didn't pay for any of it. I had magick fingers that happened to be very sticky at times.

I smirked slightly as I carried Bo to the bathroom. I never claimed to be a good witch, just a very powerful one. I waved my hand at the stove, runes flaring down my arm to my hand as the pans in the kitchen rattled as they listened to my silent command. Bo stared at the open kitchen with amazement, her eyes shining with her animalistic curiosity as my magick took control of the kitchen to make her, her food.

I pushed open a heavy black door and a light flashed on as a white bathroom appeared in the previously dark space as the interdimensional door's magick kicked in. "Looky here, Bo!" I set her down on the edge of the tub before I reached over and turned on the taps. Warm water immediately came out and steam slowly curled into the air as I pushed the plug down. "Let's get you out of those wet clothes and into a warm bath." I helped pull her damp sweater off and tossed it to the side as I helped her out of the rest of her clothes.

I lifted her up and settled her into the bath as I grinned, kneeling next to the tub as I rested my arms on the side of it. "Do you want some bubbles?" Bo giggled as she swished the water with her hand and nodded. I reached down and trailed my fingers through the warm water as my magick bubbled out of me as my runes flashed a happy blue. Bubbles immediately started forming in the water and Bo gave a happy giggle as she played with them. "Nice and warm, right?" She was still shivering but seemed to be very content in the water. I smiled as I watched her, there was something deep inside of me that settled taking care of her.

I ached for children. I might have been a rebel but like Rowena I loved kids. She had died trying to get vengance for her child's death, for the weremale abandoning them both. We were kind of notoriously monogamous when we set our minds to it. Which made it difficult for me in my want for children. I could be with a human if I really wanted too, or a fey if I was into the weirdness of how inhuman they looked, but tradition and rules dictated I needed to be with a warlock and those were getting to be mighty short in supply and they never cared about their partners. I had seen enough and fucked enough to know that. Warlocks were fucking assholes who knew they didn't have to do much of anything to have the choice witches they wanted.

I was always lucky because being a level seven witch I was considered a boon to any warlock who wanted me. I was powerful and would have made an Elder in my own right as I ruled over the covens. I let out a faint sigh as Bo picked up a handful of bubbles. I hated rules and Elders lived strictly by rules. I didn't want anything to do with that, I never did. It was what made me so difficult to deal with. The way our world was irritated me. There was no freedom to be who we wanted. We were assigned roles and places and we were expected to never deviate. I deviated and I got punished, as stupid as it was, I got punished.

I could feel my magick in the kitchen coming to an end and I stood up before waving my hand. A small bucket materialized and I handed it to Bo. "Get your hair wet, baby. I'll wash it when I get back." I got up and moved to the doorway right as Ren walked in from outside. I immediately bit my lip as I stared at him. The rain had caused his shirt to stick to his form and mama was liking what she was seeing. He looked carved from granite and every edge was lovingly crafted. Seeing him in the dark paled very much in comparison to seeing him in actual lighting.

He lifted his head and inhaled deeply before he moved towards the stove. "Ah ahhhh." I immediately moved into the main space and squeezed myself between him and the grilled cheese I had made for Bo. I was nearly pressed up against his chest as he let out a faint rumble. I walked my hand up his chest with a sly smile as my blood heated in my veins. "You don't get to eat this one. Its for Bo." As delicious as he was, babies came first.

The runes pulsated a faint red with my heavy interest in him as he pressed his hands to the edge of the stove beside me, caging me in. He dropped his head, inhaling deeply before he gave a rumbling growl that made goosebumps erupt over my skin. "But if a weremale wants a meal..." I slowly looked up at him as my hand reached his collar bone. "All he has to do is ask." I couldn't help how throaty my voice turned, how I arched towards him as if completely on instinct. I liked this male and I would be hard pressed not to take him for a ride around the world. This male wouldn't leave my bed for days.

He captured my wrist in one of his large hands and my eyes went half-lidded in pleasure at his touch. "Witchling." The word was nearly garbled from all the rumbling growls that excited his chest before he pressed his face into my neck and inhaled deeply. I whimpered and arched my back just a touch further until my chest touched his and a heavy flushed coated my cheeks and chest as I let out a faint groan. It had been far too long since I had a male pressed up against me like that and it was not fair. "Kill us if they find out." He scrapped his teeth across the delicate skin of my throat and I inhaled sharply. The edge of danger that flared up with the action only enhanced my desire. He could tear out my throat and there would be nothing I could do about it and fuck did that turn me on.

I reached out with my other hand, grasping the waistband of his jeans before tugging him closer. "I won't tell if you won't." I purred out the words, tasting them on my tongue. I didn't care about the consequences to my actions. I never did. It was what made me, me and if he thought I was going to bitch out because some Elder witches would try and burn me at the stake for learning every inch of his body then he was in for a fun lesson because I never bitched out. Ever.

He gave a deep and percussive growl that vibrated my chest and sent a flood of heat through me. I imagined him doing that while between my legs and I gave a faint moan. Who needed batteries with him around? However the sloshing of water in the tub reminded me of what I was doing and I gently pushed him away. He gave an aggravated sound deep in his throat as I turned around. I flicked my wrist at the cupboard and a plate was immediately in my hands before I slid the grilled cheese onto it.

Hot hands grasped my hips and Ren tugged me against him, pressing his arousal into my ass with a harsh growl as if to say I created it so I would have to deal with it and despite how my entire body clenched and vibrated at the thought I merely turned my head and kissed him on his shadowed jaw with a grin. "Babies before boys." I patted his cheek softly. "Go take a look at the truck." I darted underneath his arm and headed straight for the bathroom, making sure to swish my hips in a way that I knew would grab his attention and from the choked off growl he gave, the weremale was standing at full attention.