"I guess, I can't help it. I'm trying not to be." Her eyes rested on her hand in his. He squeezed her hand a little and her heart fluttered."Last night was beautiful, Ismena. Thank you for giving me a night like that. But, at the same time, I want to apologize for being too rough for you." He paused, "I tend to lose control and become less civilized with you. I..." At the silence that descended, Ismena knows he's having a hard time expressing himself. She wished he would say it, those words that seems to have caught on his throat but she watched him swallow them down.She cleared her throat and went for lightening the mood, "Well, this time around I wouldn't tell you that there's no need to apologize because I do need an apology. Just look at me? All bed-ridden and sounding like a barn owl."He didn't smile but his eyes lightened, "You still sound sexy to my ears. Even if you squawk like a peacock, you'll still sound sexy."Her cheek warmed. Damn, she has to stop blushing like a sch
The night was beautiful. When the Alpha King stepped out of the Tower with her strapped behind his strong back. Ismena felt the happiest and most secure, especially when the night air caressed her hot skin.The sentinels guarding the Tower bowed their heads in chronological sequence as he passed by them. Out of the huge gates, he took the path of the woods.Ismena was surprised at the number of changelings they saw on the pathway to the woods, but then, she wondered why she was surprised? This is a changeling world. These people are part-animals and they love the woods more than the road. It's fascinating.Wolfaraine has always been a lover of silence, he can stay the whole day without saying a word.But, she wanted to hear him speak. She loved hearing his voice."The night is beautiful, don't you think?" She asked, initiating a conversation."Yes, she is. Just like the night before." He looked up to the sky, "I heard a lot of my people outside, last night. They love a good night be
******************************OVER THE NEXT TWO WEEKS******************************But, in the days that followed, his good mood deteriorated until there was no trace of lightness remaining in his features. Just the usual; a face made out of stone, coated with heavy frown lines.That look made him terrifying to everyone including Ismena, even though they didn't see much of each other.He'd been busy with his duties, both the ones that concern Naturiah and the ones that concern the NAALC business outside of Naturiah. Apart from that, Ismena had a hunch that he might—he just MIGHT—be avoiding her too.Her hunch only grew when he never slept beside her for the night. He didn't make sexual advances at her. It might be because she was still recovering from his sexual demands three days ago. But it bothered her that he does not sleep beside her at night either. Instead, he'd sleep in another bedroom.Then, the next day, Marian arranged out the bedroom next to his and warmly informed he
Ismena spent her day moving around the werewolf clan, familiarizing herself with the clan her mate belongs to.Just like every other clan, the werewolf clan is as beautiful and just as peaceful. The people are kind too. They were no longer as touchy as most of them were when she came to this place the first time. No, they are becoming more accepting of her and it makes her very happy. She'd asked her bodyguard, Sentinel Noah, if there was a special reason why this is happening."The people heard about how injured our Alpha King was when he came back from the human world but he'd healed just as fast. I think it has something to do with that." The wolf changeling shrugged, "They are beginning to accept you better because they are beginning to see how compatible you are with the Alpha King even though you're human. You smell so much like him, it's hard to get past that too.""Most importantly, it seems the Alpha King has accepted you. Where he goes, we follow." He finished, shrugging ag
Her heart crumbled. She hid it well. "Okay. I'll...uhh...I'll just get going."She walked past him towards the door. She'd opened the door when his voice stopped her."I am going to the Elephant Clan for the meeting in regards to the family that was killed. I will be back in the morning. If..." he paused for five seconds, "If the wolf in the dungeon makes a fuss during the night, send one of the sentinels to come and get me.""I will do that." He was hurting—especially about his sister—and he is doing it alone. He is not letting her in.Ismena wondered if he has started hating her as much as he hated her kind?The thought left a sore taste in her mouth. In her heart. She walked past the door and closed it behind her.******Hours later, Ismena in her night robes walked through the long, hallway that leads to Nalaila's bedroom.Her heart was in her throat for what she was about to do. But then again, playing it safe was no longer helping the situation, neither was it helping Nalaila.
Wolfaraine and his Alphas spent hours scouting around the area the Wild Psycho had attacked in. They extended their search, combing the entire area. But they were still unable to come up with anything, not even a scent. They'd sniffed the corpse of the victims and their belongings which the killer might have touched while carrying out the crime. Yet, they got nothing.It was frustrating. It was excruciating. It was tormenting.Finally, when it was really obvious that they were getting nowhere with the search, he gave the order for them to wrap things up. They did so. Afterward, the Alphas took the bodies of the dead out and buried them. It was well after midnight by the night they headed back to the manor house of the Elephant Alpha. They all lowered themselves to whatever seats they could find. A few sat on the floor, while some even sat at a table.No one was looking for comfortability when there has been a brutal murder not just of a person but a whole family of six. There was
It does not seem like the wolf wanted to hurt her, Ismena thought.It boosted her hope. It elevated her courage.She took a step forward, closer to the wolf, watching its movement. The wolf did not react aggressively or anything. That's a plus.Another step forward. And another. And another.Ismena stood in front of the bars. Now, she is within grabbing distance. With quick reflexes, it can grab her and twist her neck. Then, hellooooo...Death.But the wolf didn't. It just watched her, with glassy, amber eyes."Hi. I-I'm Ismena. I'm sorry for waking you up if you were ever sleeping." She cleared her throat, "You are the first wolf I've come this close to. Well, there is your brother, but he was raving mad at me at night. After fighting Wild Ones, I rode on his angry fur-back on the way home."Damn, this is the worst time to blab. But then again, whenever she was nervous, she might as well be wearing a crown for Blab Queen."Don't blame me, please. I tend to blab a lot when I'm nervous
Ismena felt like she was being shielded by the most safe blanket in the whole universe. She woke to that feeling, but it was not a safety blanket, it was something more. Strong familiar arms were wrapped around her from behind, engulfing her in a firm hug."Wolfe...?" She whispered, drowsily. Is this real or it's just a dream?Oh, God, I'll offer my arms on a platter to your alter for this to be real."Let me hold you like this. Just for a moment..." He groaned, burying his nose in her neck.His voice sounded real enough. His warm breath on her neck felt real enough.Her eyes landed on the wall clock directly in front of her, it was four in the morning. It was still dark outside too.She tried to think of everything that has been going on between them these past few weeks, but her head wasn't working.Her heart yearned for him too much."Just for a moment..." He muttered again, without pulling away from her.Ismena nodded. She adjusted herself so that he was scooping her perfectly f