“I already know I can trust you enough for that. The question is if you can trust me.” Summer spoke softly. “You don’t have my ability to cheat.” She turned her head, still hunched over her knees, and looked at him. “It’s up to you, if you can trust me. If you’ll let me take care of you.”
“Yeah, I do now,” he admitted with a slight shrug. A hint of a smile appeared on his lips as it sank in that he would soon have a pack mate. He would be a beta. He would be stronger. He could survive. “Thank you, for everything.”
She shrugged uncomfortably. “It’s nothing. This is what I do.” He had a nice smile, though, when he bothered. “So. Plans. Uh … I only really rent the downstairs bit? So while you could move in with me, I’m not really sure how comfortable that would be.”