I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

The bright morning light shone through the large windows into the interior of the Ark, drawing Tetradore's attention as he made his way back up stairs and towards his new bedroom. He paused in the hallway, the vibrant green of his gaze focused upon the open ocean waters that surrounded them. It was...a breathtaking view and yet how much more...meaningful that moment was to the Were-King. The new luxurious Ark symbolized more than just the power of the Western pack to him - it was a home, one crafted even in spite of all those places in the past that had been stolen from him. It was an unspoken way of showing her that he remained resilient to her cruelty, that he would rise above her like the very phoenix whose power he wore around his neck. A small, rare simper crossed his features as his hand reached out to affectionately brush against the wall closest to him. The boat was undoubtedly filled with it's fair share of rooms to explore and though it would take time for the pack to settle into its depths, the Alpha felt a strange sense of...contentment fill his soul. His head shook, purposefully pushing those thoughts from his mind as he continued his path back towards his bedroom to retrieve what was, hopefully, his fully dressed girlfriend.

The very moment he stepped into the bedroom, the Alpha was greeted with Mira's beaming features as she poked her head out of the closet. She emerged from the depths of the room to greet him fully dressed, a teasing tone upon her sweet heart lips. Tetradore could hardly help the roll of his eyes as he pointed out how unlike him it was to jest about 'surprises'. Joking, in general, was a rarity for the usually stoic man. Even within his best of moods, Tetradore tended to be uninclined to such...childish antics. Mira was nothing if not quick to concede to that point, only to admit how that very notion of a present seemed to dominate the entirety of her thoughts. Tetradore's shoulders lifted in a vague shrug, the man certain that this was hardly a concern when he had every intention of taking her to see this legendary surprise. He prompted her with those two soft words, though they hardly had to be spoken with Mira already crossing the room. He turned on his heels to lead the way back through the hallway, only to peel off towards a spiral staircase that had intended to be quite the epicenter of the new Ark. It was nothing if not a showpiece, the architecture wholly unique as they went around and around and down towards the first floor of the pack's living quarters.

At the very foot of the stairs was a massive window, one that equally demanded attention as it offered a glimpse into the newly designed garage - the outline of several cars already visible even in the dim, blue hued lighting. It was certainly a sight to behold, one that even Mira seemed to fall prey to as her lips parted in visible awe. A small simper crossed his features as he nodded in agreement. "I was skeptical at first but....they pulled it off. They assure me the ceiling is unbreakable." Tetradore commented, leaning forward to glance upward with furrowed brows. He shook his head after a moment, only to reach for Mira's hand, his fingers intertwining with hers as he led her around the corner and down a short hallway into the breathtaking expanse of the garage itself. The Lamborghini and his newly acquired Bugatti had already found their places amongst the large empty space and yet, those vehicles were hardly alone. Not this time. Tetradore stopped at the entrance of the garage, his hand releasing Mira's own as he uttered a single word of 'surprise'. His tone lacked the distinct enthusiasm that should have come with the word and yet...he had never been a man to make a great fuss of any kind.

The vibrancy of his gaze intently watched his girlfriend as she moved closer towards the covered vehicle, only to pause almost abruptly in front of it. How sluggishly she seemed to move, as if she could scarcely believe what she was being presented with even before she pulled the gray fabric off of the car. His brow rose as he waited, though Tetradore remained silent, letting her work through that clear shock as her fingers slowly reached out to grasp the cover. She tugged the fabric off in an almost dramatic gesture, revealing the Jaguar that sat underneath - waiting just for her. A small simper crossed his lips as she reached out to caress the hood of the red car, only to spin abruptly on her heels to face him. He listened to those merged syllables of his name and slowly, his head shook in a glimpse of amusement. "It is a car." The Alpha responded, repeating her words in an entirely factual tone. Her observation of how much the vehicle was...unlike his usual preference caused his eyes to roll. "Well, that's because it's not mine." He responded simply, stepping away from his spot to close the distance between the two of them. Tetradore's head bobbed as he reached into his pocket to retrieve the keys of the vehicle. "You can drive it whenever you want, Mira...it's yours. Though, definitely wait till we get on land." He commended with a small simper, those keys dangling from his fingers for her to grab.