Chapter 70 - Time

• Author POV -
• The announcement that Maddie was Dave’s mate went over about as well as anyone could have expected, out of everyone in the pack, there were only a few of the older pack members that seemed to be genuinely happy with the news that their Alpha had found his soul-mate, most people were, understandably, hung up on the ‘who’ of it all. After the initial uproar however, things settled into a simple routine on Twin Lakes land.
• On any given day Maddie could be seen pottering around the main pack house, packing up things to move to the new pack house, or outside gathering flowers, with the pups, that she would later arrange into vases with them, or creating flower crowns for the little girls. Maddie worked hard to build up her new persona, that of a doting Luna, she even went as far as to take on some of the traditional Luna roles in an attempt to show Dave how much she really wanted this. The pack members couldn’t help but notice the changes taking place in their soon to be Luna. Gone was the Queen Bee vibe she had treasured in the past, gone was the need to be the centre of attention. Gone was the desire to be the best dressed, most dolled up, barbie of the pack. They were starting to see a different side to Maddie, and they were all pleasantly surprised by her willingness to get her hands dirty. The newest members had told the others about what she had been like in the camp, how she had walked around as if her shit don't stink, refusing to be of any use what-so-ever. People were beginning to believe she truly wanted to be a good Luna to her pack. Dave watched over Maddie more than he cared to admit, even to himself, but he was delighted in the steps she had made to better herself in the eyes of the pack, he was also floating on cloud nine when it came to their relationship. They may not have marked one another yet, but they had started spending their alone doing more than talking. Dave had loved their talks, he had enjoyed getting to know his mate, but this new phase of their relationship was something he hadn’t allowed himself to dream about. The tension between them was electric, and the more time they spent alone in their room together, the harder it had become to keep their hands to themselves.