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The following weeks had been slow and deliriously happy. Piper and Brady had moved into Bran's house and into life at Aspen Creek. News of her pregnancy, of the torrid love affair surfaced and Piper was surprised at how supportive everyone was. She supposed however, that in comparison to Leah, she looked like a poster girl as the new Alpha. Of course, the house filled with presents and strange dishes from the community.
Piper was about ready to put a stop to it all when someone laid a dead pheasant on their door. Bran had only smiled, saying it was an extreme compliment. Piper had replied that they could leave keep compliments to themselves, thank you very much.
The wildlife, however, was the only uncomfortable part of their new lives in Aspen Creek. Leah had left town sometime after Bran had separated the bond and Brady and Bran's relationship had only grown since that first night they'd moved in. Piper had spotted them coming back from the trail, both covered in pine needles, only to be bestfriends afterward.
Chuckling at the thought, Piper looked around the house, marveling at how filled it was becoming. The floors and furniture and feel was all the same. This place was Bran, but it was all, she realized, her and Brady. Pictures now hung of their makeshift family throughout the house. Others of Tag and Anna and Charles stood above the mantel and in Bran's study. Bran had even convinced her to put up a picture of Mac in the nursery. So the baby will know it's uncle, he'd said.
Piper had repayed him the favor, when she'd dug up a picture of him, Samuel and Charles from the seventies. She had laughed for twenty minutes upon seeing their terrible hair and bell-bottom pants. The picture now stood in the dining room, next to an antique gun her father, Greg, had left her.
Blending into eachother's lives had been easy, more than that, it had been right. Piper and Bran became inseparable and closer than she'd ever imagined. He admitted that he'd wanted her since the day she'd been on those steps and she'd admitted that she used to have a hobby of starring at his ass.
Together, they were just right. He kept her grounded and she kept him light. It was something acknowledged by practically everyone, even some of his oldest friends. Bran, the old wolf, had gone and gotten himself head-over-heels in love with a human and because of it now had a teenager and a baby-on the way.
Those weeks were some of the best times in both of their lives, Piper admitted. If only she had known that they were bound to end.
DUH. DUH. DUH. DUNNNN.