Chapter 4

Oberon was swift to swing into action to impugn Aryan viciously even before knowing about his identity but halted when he noticed a recognition between both of us.

"Aryan..." I stuttered, as I took his hands and rubbed them lovingly with emotions churning up in my chest.

Even though he had been estranged to be me all these years of his absence, a part of me felt I was his and he was mine.

Oberon and the others looked bewildered. Hailey, Shaw and Blythe attempted to lead the other Werewolves to turn to their full Werewolf state but were halted by Oberon himself.

"He is blatantly the father of her quadruplets," Blake whispered succinctly into the ears of Oberon.

"Ooh!" Oberon and the others exclaimed. It was understood now.

"I have searched everywhere for you. Am so sorry I couldn't find you, I had an issue while searching for you," Aryan huffed.

"It's okay Aryan, a part of me had always wished for this day to come," I said with a stern expression as she cupped his cheek emotionally.

"Besides you never told me exactly who you were apart from your name,"

The rest pack members had no other choice but to recoil from their actions while I brought Aryan closer to the cottage.

Lucas, Hardin, Aspen and Peyton waltzed into their midst in euphoria.

"Mom, is this Dad?" Peyton's eyes glittered with an unending curiosity.

"Yes dear," My face beamed with joy.

Aryan's voice grumbled like gravel as he tried to whisper. He was indeed speechless.

"They are indeed our children," I winked as I announced.

"Dad!" They all huddled around him in excitement and he hugged them with tears of joy.

Suddenly his mood swing to a sorrowful one as his heart fell into a sudden state of despair.

"Am sorry that I wasn't there for you to assist you to raise them to this stage," He stuttered contritely as his voice cracked.

"Come on it's okay, remember whatever happened was fortuitous, so just forget about that, here are Amora and Blake my childhood friends and these are my new pack with Oberon as the main leader," I retorted, haltingly effusive.

"It's nice to finally meet you in person," Amora started and had to nudge Blake who was lost in a flustering stare at Aryan that he was absent-minded from all their dialogues.

"Ooh yes, it suffices to say that Dahlia spoke very great about you," He retorted whimsically.

Aryan shook hands with them amicably and admired the environment including the beautiful yellowcress planted in the garden.

After they had all dined together, it wasn't long that Amora and Blake had to depart to evade any suspicion from the Loodwig Crescent pack.

The both of them were alone in the evening when the moon was waxing crescent.

"So, now that we are alone, can you then tell me exactly what had happened and become of you, all these years?" My eyes Flickered with intense curiosity as my lips curved out a smile.

"Well, that same day, I waited, but you didn't come, then I came. the next day and day after day, but you weren't there," Aryan gurgled with a stern expression.

"I swore to myself each day that I would never give up my search but I was intercepted by a ruthless pack leader," Aryan's eyes glittered with sadistic emotions as he spoke.

"Her name is Ottiline Levine," Aryan announced with a dreadful voice to mirror the dreadful description of the figure he was trying to reveal.

"If it's a lady that leads a pack, I don't see why she is a threat to you in any way," I fluttered my eyelashes as I spoke.

"Not when she is an alpha, known for her nefarious acts of mating forcefully with alphas of other packs and recruiting them and their packs under hers to work as slaves belligerently," Aryan jaws clenched and veins popped.

My eyes popped open in astonishment as I almost gasped for air.

"So you mean she has been after you all this while to mate with you and you have been fleeing from her?" I placed on her hips and became red in the face.

"Exactly, there was no way I could resist her physically because her army is too large because she gets more slaves who also work as her pack, "Aryan explained, whacked off his mind.

"Am so glad I found you finally because I heard she is currently moving from pack to pack, mating forcefully and rendering to slaves members of any packs she encounters," Aryan said and I placed her fingers seductively to shush him up.

"Am tired of all these tirades, hope you know it's another moonlight waxing crescent," My romantic words disrupted his serious thoughts.

He glanced outside to confirm this was true and saw that some Werewolves Were keeping watch to monitor the territory.

"I know that we never really bonded in a civilised manner, but now am asking you to be my mate to bond under the moonlight," Aryan's tapped his hands with a heavy fast breathing as he spoke.

"Of course," I giggled with the corners of her mouth rising to expose a beautiful smile. I knew I was on cloud nine.

I felt butterflies in my stomach when Aryan cupped his hands on my cheek and kissed her lips passionately.

I kissed him back and we were both turned on.

I knew I had surrendered to the allure of our intimate connection and was free to explore the in-depths of our desires.

I moaned with pleasure as we both mated so passionately.

The next morning when I woke up, Aryan was absent from the fluffy bed of furry blankets and I was curious to know about his whereabouts.

I waggled around and hid in a corner where I overheard him playing with the kids.

It appeared that they had woken up and he was telling him some parts about himself which they lived and they all laughed and jested about.

There were strange overlapping murmurs that were irrefutable and I had to go outside for myself to check it out.

To my great dismay, my Dad, my mom, Amora and Millicent with some guards and Warriors struggled to get in her territory and stood before her.