The remainder of the afternoon quickly came and went. Time flew by while I was entertained by Dotty's antics. She was a character and nothing like her brother. It was refreshing to be around someone in this pack that acted normal and didn't treat me like a pet. She insisted on giving me a full tour of the house, rambling on about how I needed to be comfortable in my new home. Dotty was brave in her tour, throwing open the door of his private office to show me the inside. I managed to convince her to leave his room alone. I didn't want our scents all over his private sectors when I was told to stay away.Dotty's tour eventually came to an end at the living room couch. The hum of the TV provided background noise as we talked over it. Dotty insisted we play a game to get to know each other, which is how we settled on 21 questions."What's your favorite food?" I knew it was a boring question to ask, but I didn't want to overstep my boundaries. Dotty didn't seem like someone who would care
Before I knew it, a week had flown by in his home.It wasn't as bad as I expected, but it still wasn't rainbows and butterflies. I followed the same mundane routine everyday like clockwork, rarely straying from it. I quickly caught on to the fact that Benji was an early riser, something I am not. Everyday he gets up no later than seven am to start his day before going into the pack house. I'm not sure what pending documents await him that he needs to be there so early, but he always comes back drained from the long day.Because of his schedule, I've rarely seen him. In fact, the only time I see him is during dinner. There isn't much to discuss at meals when I don't leave the house, so our conversations are as stale as cardboard cake. Being cooped up with a door to freedom so close has left me antsy to escape. I wouldn't dare, though. I'm not stupid. I know he has people watching me.He's never said there were guards, but he doesn't say a lot of things. I can just sense them. When you'
The murmur of conversation in the room halted at my arrival. I was hoping I'd be able to sneak in unannounced, but that seemed to be wishful thinking. It was the same small room where we ate lunch the first time. The only difference this time around was that the round table was completely full, besides the one vacant seat next to Benji whose eyes were already focused on me.He silently motioned me forward and I followed his unspoken command. I focused on the shuffling of my feet as I slid into the seat next to him, trying to ignore all the curious eyes watching my every move. It felt like I was an animal trapped at a zoo, there to entertain the viewers.I shook the thought from my mind, turning my head ever so slightly to face him. "Hi.""Hello." He responded, his blue eyes searching my face for a moment before turning to address the rest of the people sitting at the table. "This is Aria, for anyone who isn't aware."I tried not to zero in on the way he addressed me. He introduced me
As lunch ended, Ellie made a point to come over and hug me goodbye. Her embrace was warm and genuine as she squeezed my shoulders. "I'm so happy I got to meet you today." She smiled before lowering her voice, blocking out the men who were currently talking by the door. "Dotty mentioned that you could use some friends here. I know your situation is unique, but if you need anything I'm here."I returned the smile, thanking her for the offer. I felt an ache in my chest at the knowledge that Dotty was trying to look after me. She was younger than me, yet here she was doing her best to make me feel comfortable. I would have to thank her the next time I see her. I would be lying if I said knowing Dotty and Ellie didn't help ease my discomfort. They weren't Gwen, but they were still friends.Ellie and I walked over to the men, silently following our own respected mates out the door. Jeremiah tagged along with Alaric and Ellie, sparking up a conversation with the Beta as they trailed away. I
To my complete horror, Benji didn't bother to knock on the door. Instead, he flung it open and walked in unannounced as if he built the house from the ground up and owned it. The entry room was empty, only occupied by decorative furniture. The house had a much more modern style compared to Benji's and stood out against the aesthetic of the entire pack.I silently followed him, flinching at the noise the door made once it slammed shut."Benjamin, is that you?" A female voice called from deep in the home. "Stop slamming my doors! This is my house, not yours."It was hard to believe someone in his life actively tries to discipline him. At this point, I was under the impression he was raised by literal wolves. He really didn't have a flare for tableside manners.He snorted, leading us through a long hallway that opened into a spacious living room. "I didn't slam it, mom. It was the wind.""I'm sure it was." She sarcastically responded, coming into view.His mother was much smaller than I
The air in the room was stale with tension and hostility. The divide in this family is baffling. June and Dotty are the light; friendly, caring, and warm. While Benji and his father are the darkness; domineering, angry, and harsh. How the Goddess ever thought to put such jarringly different people together makes no sense to me."Yes, this is her." Benji answered his father after a fleeting moment. "She has a name. It's Aria."I swiveled my head to peer at him, my eyes wide with shock. I had never considered what type of relationship Benji had with his father, but I always assumed it was a positive one. I would have never expected Benji to be so brash with his father on my own accord.Elijah's face flickered with something similar to amusement before it returned to stone. "No need to be defensive, son." Benji and Elijah held each other's heated stares in silence, only interrupted by June clearing her throat. "Shall we start eating? I don't want the food to get cold." She smiled at both
Silent days passed since the dinner with his family. We didn't speak on the drive home. After the altercation with his father, Benji was in a sour mood and just about stormed off as soon as the dessert plates were cleaned off. I had hoped that the weekend would have brought better news – freedom from the house and a taste of independence.He had teased me with his generosity on Friday. Allowing me out of the house not once, but twice.I thought he would be home, taking time off from work on the weekend. But Benji found a way to make himself busy. He was constantly on the phone with someone, arguing about upcoming plans. When he wasn't shouting on his phone in the living room, he hid behind the closed door of his office.I had thought things were getting better. That they were improving. But I was wrong.♕♕♕When you're trapped in a single place for an extended amount of time, you need to find creative ways to entertain yourselves. Gwen and I used to pass the time recounting stories, v
An unusual feeling sat in my chest all night. It was a peculiar combination of pent up anxiety and excitement for my day. I had trouble sleeping, mulling over all the possible scenarios in my head on what could occur at the daycare.I was nervous about the potential rejection. So much of my personal identity revolved around caring for children. When I lost my parents, working at the daycare gave me a purpose and a newly-formed family. If I couldn't find that type of relationship here, I fear I wouldn't be able to find it anywhere else in this pack.It took me hours to finally convince my brain to fall into a soft lull of silence, welcoming sleep with open arms.♕♕♕"Are you nervous?"I thought the answer to his question was clearly obvious, considering my restless movements since I entered the kitchen. The unsettling feeling I felt last night still sat in my stomach, making it hard for me to simple sit down with him and relax.The harsh words from his father still rung in my ears. I h
Benji flanked my side the entire way to the pack house. He slowed his strides, trailing closely next to me as we abandoned the silent sanctuary we inhabited to enter the main portion of the pack. I had gotten used to the heated stares, quick but curious, whenever I walked in the pack with one of their superiors. The stares were always worse with Benji, but he paid no mind. All he had to do was send one lazy sideway glance to a peeping pack member, and they would all scatter in fear. He was quick to leave me, mumbling something about having to get this conversation over with. His hands skimmed along the length of my arm for a fleeting moment as a goodbye, before turning on his heel to leave me with two wolves following my shadow. I stood in front of the familiar door he had left me at, knowing I was in good company, even if it wasn't him. I didn't bother to knock, retching the door open. Gwen didn't seem that surprised, not having many people to expect as a visitor. Her lips curled
I stare at him for a moment, gulping. Was he being serious? He wants me to attack him? I had asked for basic self defense skills, not to become a sparring warrior. Even if Dotty had trained me well, which she hadn't, I still wouldn't pose an ounce of a threat to Benji, of all people. "I, uh, um – I think Dotty may have exaggerated just a bit, about my..."His sudden laugh interrupts me, catching me off guard. Benji's nonchalant expression morphs to one of mildamusement, eyeing me. He interjects, "Stop, relax. I'm just joking." I furrow my eyebrows, clearly not getting his sense of humor. He continues, "Dotty told me your training sessions haven't been that fruitful. I was just joking.""Joking, huh...that's a new one." I take a deep breath to laugh off my previous indication, taking advantage of his good mood to tease him. "Yeah? Want to hear another joke?" Benji scoffs, gesturing to the floor. "Fifty push-ups. Now." "Oh, stop being such a grouch.""Now." Something is telli
I'm not sure exactly what I'm expecting when I open the door. But, one thing I definitely wasn't expecting, was a shirtless Benji to be greeting me. Standing in the middle of the entryway leaning against the back of the couch is Benji, shirtless in all his glory. He's clad in only black athletic shorts hanging almost dangerously too low on his hips and a pair of running sneakers. His head is downturned, distracted by whatever message he's furiously responding to on his phone. Always busy with pack business. He types away for a few moments before carelessly tossing his phone to the couch, looking up to finally acknowledge my presence. "Is that what you're wearing?"The heat that spreads quickly throughout my cheeks is humiliating at his simple comment. I shift the weight on my feet, glancing down at the simple outfit I had worn to the daycare. It was almost identical to every outfit I wore, yet he never complained before."You want me to change for dinner?" I ask incredulously,
♕ Aria ♕ "Well, well...look who we have here. I was starting to think one of the pups scared you away." Elise smiles from her spot in the center of the daycare. The echoing noise of the door gave my arrival away, announcing to not only Elise, but Noah, that I was back. With Dotty's 'training', it had pulled me away from the daycare center. While I had missed Elise's warm energy and the constant changing day with the pups, I welcomed the break. Ever since my unsettling encounter with Noah, I had been finding it harder to shake my unresolved nerves. I thought Dotty teaching me how to defend myself would help, but that didn't work out as well as I had planned. "And let them win? Never." I smile. Elise was quickly distracted by the arrival of the pups, deserting me with a simple wave. Noah stood rooted in his spot, leaning against the wall with a box full of crafts in his hands. He was dressed more professionally today, wearing slacks and a button down. From the corner of my eye,
( THIRD P.O.V ) Benji didn't like her spending so much time with his sister. It irked him more then he would care to admit. Was he jealous of her? It was a foreign concept to him, to be envious of his childish sister. But, a nasty territorial side of him surely was. He would rather it be him with her. Training her. Teaching her. But he couldn't. He didn't trust himself around her like that, in his wolf form. It had been getting harder to reason with his wolf as the promise of a threat grew by each day. They were both desperate to protect her, but had different ideas on how to. Where as Benji would prefer to keep her locked away in a guarded home, his wolf was needy to claim her. To warn people in his path that she was his, and anyone that hurt her would face the consequences. He was fighting an uphill battle with himself, and the growing threat wasn't helping. Devin Berkshire was just the beginning of a rebellion Benji was interested in humoring. There had been talk of escaped r
The gravel path turned to worn down grass as we got further and further away from Benji's property. The first thing I noticed was the noise - grunts, growls, and a chorus of commands. My strides stalled for a moment as Dotty continued to tug us towards the commotion. "Dotty..." I warned, eyeing her carefully. "I'm not sure I like whatever you have in mind for inspiration. Maybe we should just go back to you beating me up in Benji's backyard." "I do not beat you up!" She looked mildly offended, rolling her eyes. "And besides, we're already almost here. It'll be fun." A thunderous growl followed her words, echoing off the forest walls. Where I saw it as a warning sign, it only fueled Dotty's eagerness to stride forward. Dotty immediately noticed my hesitation, my heels digging into the earth, kicking up dirt in our path. "Don't worry. It's just the warriors." Dotty quickly explained, pulling on our arms again. "They're training today. I thought you might like to watch." This c
══════════════════ The morning air was sharp against my cheeks as I pushed open the back door. Like I expected, Dotty sat perched in the backyard, sitting criss-cross on the grass floor. She perked up as I got closer, turning to smile at me, waving enthusiastically. "Aria! Nine a.m sharp, wow. I would say I'm impressed by how prompt you are, but that seems pretty fitting for you." Her gaze flickered to the now shut back door before bouncing back to my approaching figure. "Is Alpha Dumbass coming out to say hello?" I cringed at her comment, knowing fully-well that she was still in ear shoot of Benji who had only left a few minutes before me. "I thought you said you weren't mad at him anymore." I shook my head slightly, offering her hand to help her up. A few days had passed since the breakfast incident, yet Dotty's anger still lingered. She promised me she would let it go, but it didn't seem that likely with her constant need to jab at him for it any chance she got. It was situati
♛ THIRD PERSON P.O.V ♛ The night before... The mildew scent clings to the cell walls, making the air thick and hard to swallow. There are so many different scents lingering underground: unfamiliar wolves, sweat, piss, and blood. So much blood. The iron aroma is so potent - so raw - that it makes the pack guards choke on their own saliva. They can taste it when they gulp, as if it's their own blood their smelling. But it's not their blood. It's Devin Berkshire's. A twenty-four year old wolf from the Sapphire pack. He's a prisoner who's always had a smart mouth on him, but never tested his luck. A sharp gaze that tracked your every move as he lurked in the back of his cell. He never went out of his way to make the new people feel welcomed. If anything, he was the first person to shove them to the front of the crowd when it came down to selecting for Cleaning Day. His philosophy was survival of the fittest. He wasn't down here to make friends. He had plenty of friends on the outside
The room was painfully silent as my question festered in the air. For a moment, all I could hear was Benji's labored breathing as he tried, and failed, to control his reaction. A snarl ripped through his chest, breaking the noise. "That's enough." He snapped, standing up from his seat so suddenly it screeched against the floor. "We're leaving." I hesitated, frozen in my seat. I had expected him to get mad, sure, but I didn't expect this level. When I didn't get up right away, he pulled on the back of my chair, startling me. "I said, we're leaving." He repeated through clenched teeth.Dotty got up before I did, thrusting herself between us. "Aria may be too nice, but I won't hesitate to rip your throat out if you keep this attitude with her." "Attitude?" He scoffed, clenching and unclenching his fists at his side. "Go back to playing dress-up or whatever you do with your free time. I don't need you to lecture me on how to talk to my mate.""Are you in heat or something? Your