Warren followed her quietly. He was frustrated, lost in his own thoughts and fighting his warring emotions. His mate was here. He and she were safe. Yet he was so restless. He felt as though she was just toying with him. Yet his rational mind knew better. He wanted to pull his hair out with the mounting frustration. He barely noticed as they entered a small glade. It was pretty. But his distraction took away from it. There was a small pond to one side. The rest was a large open space with the trees leaning over the outer edges.