Watching the conversation between Owen's father and Omega, Gwen suddenly felt a rush of warm pride towards the beta hybrid standing at the tall male's side. Blue had done an amazing job of integrating her mate into the pack and by association, other humans as well. It wasn't surprising that neither of the eldest raptors wanted to bunk down in the house; they spent as much time outdoors as they did indoors, if not more, back at home in California.

It also wasn't too surprising that after receiving permission, the two eldest raptors slipped outside and headed off to explore their new nesting site, leaving Owen, Gwen and the rest of the pack to sort out their own sleeping spaces. The three girls claimed the upstairs living room, Echo and Charlie playing 'paper-rock-scissors' for the foldout bed.

Gwen helped the boys get settled in the study, thankful that she'd brought two large air mattresses, still stowed away in the Tahoe. Even if Blue and Omega did opt to return to the house to sleep, there would still be more than enough room. Provided...

She caught Owen a moment in the hallway, asking softly, "Your dad all right with us bunking in together, babe?" Shaking her head, she chuckled wryly. "I can always throw in with the girls, if need be."