Jenna’s P.O.V.I blinked, waking up and feeling disoriented for a moment because somehow my brain for a second still thought that I was back in Chicago in Jules’ apartment. But as my consciousness slowly returned, I became acutely aware of a new sensation souring through me, bringing me right back into Fairview, into Adam's room. I somehow felt different waking up, but it wasn’t the kind of different that would send alarm bells ringing. It was a good kind of different, a sense of profound calm and security I had never experienced before. The memories of the previous night flooded my mind, the raw intensity of Adam’s mark, and his declaration of claiming me as his mate, forever. The connection we shared had always been undeniable, but somehow seemed nothing compared to what I was feeling for the man right now. I could feel his energy, his warmth, like a warm undercurrent in my veins before I had even touched him or

“How is your uncle’s house going?” Koda asked me, walking toward a cooler and grabbing a can of soda for himself. And I took a mental note that since Adam had just installed the refrigerator, I guess we could start loading the fridge in as well, once the boxes were all emptied out. “Good. It’s actually done.” I smiled, referring to my late uncle Ben’s house. I had taken some time to think about my options on what to do with the house that I had grown up in. But once the decision had been made, I had been over the moon and unstoppable.  “And we also named it.” I smiled, seeing how Koda’s eyebrows rose up, making him look just like Adam. “I named it ‘Uncle Ben’s Inn’, in his memory.” I smiled, thinking back at the way my uncle’s old house had once looked back in the day, and how I had transformed it into a small bed and breakfast.