Zane's POV
I instantly stopped when I remembered that nobody had taught her how to mind-link. Sure, talking in our wolf worm was a sort of telepathic mind link between two wolves, but when you were further away, it required some practice to do.
And Arella didn’t have any.
I made a mental note to teach her as soon as I could, and before storming out of the room to look for her the old-fashioned way.
By tracing her scent…
But that plan went to shit when I realized that her scent wasn’t anywhere to be found. I tried not to panic, but it was fucking hard to when my wolf was growling and howling like a fucking maniac, pushing for me to track her down.
“Noah! Have you seen Arella?” I snapped at my brother just as I barged through the door to our shared office.
“No, I haven’t seen your human,” he groaned in annoyance and gave me a tired look. “I just came back!
Zane’s POVLost in my thoughts and transfixed by the scene in front of me, I suddenly felt my wolf want to push forward. He wanted to see them too and, for once, I wasn’t afraid to let him near them. They looked so happy finally and he deserved to be a part of that too. Before I would never have kept him away from anything regarding our pups and I suddenly felt guilty for keeping him away from them.But now we watched them together…Eva, who never smiled, was eagerly standing next to Arella, chewing on something that looked like a fried bun. Cain was on her other side, already ready to gulp down on whatever she was doing next. Unfortunately, it was too hot, and he burned his fingers, making him have to juggle it back and forth like a circus clown. Arella snapped something in Portuguese, before snatching it out of the air and kissing his fingertip. He blushed and was clearly embarrassed at being “mommy”-ed like that
Zane's POV“Yeah,” I said, hoping that my voice didn’t sound as gruff as I thought it did. “I like them a lot.”That had a smile spreading on his face, but he instantly hid it, focusing on peeling the dough off his fingers. Eva didn’t say anything. She just sat there, quietly eating her bun with her sauce. She wasn’t smiling anymore and only threw nervous glances at Cain as if waiting for his cue on what to do next.The awkwardness was almost unbearable…“Would you like these for dinner?” I blurted, holding up a co-sin-thing. I’d never felt awkward at being a parent before, but suddenly my own pups didn’t feel like my own. There was a huge gap between us – one that I had created – and I didn’t know how to close it. My wolf was pissed – again! No surprise there – and I had to lock him away.Insane piece of shit!
Arella’s POVI really needed to go back for my clothes!Mostly because the scent that was coming off the ones that had been put out for me smelled like Zane. And for some reason, his scent worked like a fucking flick to my clit. I had to stifle a groan when I breathed it in and my pussy began to throb as if it had a life of its own.It was worse than when we’d been at the hospital.I’d noticed that he’d smelled divine back then, but with all the hospital smells, I hadn’t really noticed it having this effect on me. Now it was sinking into my blood like some fucking aphrodisiac. And my wolf wasn’t helping the matter much with her sensual purring and practically rubbing his scent all over her.And was it weird that I liked it?Shaking off the sensation, I forced my head on straight and put them on. But I had to think about bugs and fauna to finally get my throbbing lady part
Arella’s POVYou know what the biggest flex someone who is royalty has?They’re ROYALTY!You know what my sorry excuse of a peasant isn’t?Royalty!Lucky for me, that fact didn’t even begin to sink in until just before the servants announced – Yes! They announced our arrival! My heart started beating furiously in my chest and my hands started feeling clammy. I hated this feeling! Feeling like I was prey and about to walk into a lion's den… Well, like every other time my instincts were telling me to cower and hide, I stuck out my chin and forced my hands to calm…It helped.But little did I know that I was walking next to the metaphorical crazy-as-shit lion! Because the second we entered, the voices were hushed and everyone turned to us. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken tension, the air buzzing with the kind of energy that suggested a storm was brewing.I took a
Arella’s POV“Did you have to bring that up, Noah?” Selena interjected sharply, nervously glancing up at Zane to see if Zane had overheard them. But luckily, Zane seemed to be lost in his own thoughts at the moment, glaring down at the plate as if it had insulted him.“You know Zane was furious about that,” she continued and leaned closer, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Zane is very protective of his pups. He’ll kill to ensure their safety.”“Like any father would,” Noah replied in the same hushed tone, although he sounded more like a defense than agreement. I felt a pang of sadness but quickly squashed it. I was unfamiliar with caring fathers. My own father had never shown a fraction of that fierceness or love towards me, but I’d never deny a child the experience.I knew love and affection…And I knew loneliness and rejection...&ldqu
Arella's POVThe silence stretched on, too thick, too uncomfortable. I could practically feel the weight of his thoughts, heavy with guilt and self-loathing.“I heard you caught Cain training with a sword yesterday?” I said, sick and tired of the atmosphere and, I turned to him, forcing my voice to stay steady. Zane’s gaze flicked to me, eyes narrowed, but I didn’t flinch.“He wanted to impress me,” he muttered, his tone flat. “I told him he didn’t need to because I’m already proud of him. But I don’t think he believes me.”“Give him time,” I said and let out a soft sigh. “He loves you, and he will eventually forgive you.”There was no doubt in my mind that Cain loved his father and would do anything for him. Their relationship has just hit a rocky spot, because--- well grief did the strangest things to people. As long as there was love, there
Arella’s POVAfter a restless night, despite being absolutely hammered, I dragged my ass out of bed. Just to realize that my bathroom didn’t have any of the essentials that a girl would need. Sure there was a new toothbrush, but there was no soap, no bras, and no hairbrush. And if you know anything about wild natural curls, they are a FUCKING nightmare--- without the right grooming tools.Groaning, I tried to find something to tie my hair up but came up empty-handed. Giving up on that, I grabbed the T-shirt and sweatpants from the day before and made the unfortunate mistake of looking myself in the mirror.Ick! My wolf grimaced, not exactly filling me with confidence.“That’s it,” I growled, surprised that that was a sound I could actually make now. “I’m heading back to the cabin and grabbing a couple of essentials.”Are you sure that’s a good idea? My wolf asked, an ad
Arella's POVI stepped further into the cabin, my heart heavy as I glanced around. The old chair was still by the fireplace and my unfinished book lay on top of the mantle. The wool blanket was still haphazardly thrown over the couch in the middle of the room, and the table was still set for two. Everything was the same, but nothing felt like it anymore.Nothing would ever be the same again…My wolf let out a soft sound, and mentally, I let my hand sink into her soft fur, stroking her and giving her comfort. Strangely, it also alleviated some of the aches I’d felt as if her comfort was my own. It made a small smile tug at the edges of my lips, but nothing else really happened. I turned around and---Then I saw him!“Tiny!” I exclaimed and bolted towards my chameleon. He was perched on the windowsill, his scales shifting in and out of shades of blue and purple as if he were trying to blend with the moss outs
Arella's POVOK, he got points for... you know, being the actual KING! But while every instinct in my body told me to submit to his authority, my stupidly stubborn self refused. I’d been subjected to the authority of domineering, selfish bastards my whole fucking life and I’d made myself a promise to never fall victim to that ever again. I had a fucking will of my own, I had autonomy and I was nobody’s bitch!“Let me get this straight,” I snapped back, raising an eyebrow and gaping at the fucking audacity of this man. “You want me to do everything you say, no questions asked?”“YES!” His voice was a low, forceful command. Hell, it was almost cute the way he looked all angry and flustered. I stared at him, utterly floored by the ballsiness of his words.“Have you had a doctor look at that problem of yours?” I asked, my brows furring in concern for his health. “It can&r
Arella’s POVThe road home felt like hours.Each minute dragged on, the silence between us thick and suffocating. I barely even noticed as the forest moved by, as I sulkily kept my eyes trained straight ahead, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Why the hell was he so pissed that I’d left? Was it some kind of werewolf law? Surely, he couldn’t punish me for being ignorant!Right?My wolf kept working on her will…Ignoring my newly formed companion, I glanced up at Zane, wondering what was going through his head. The anger was like a storm that I couldn’t weather. The fury in his eyes when he found me outside his territory—like I’d committed bloody murder!—had left my head spinning. Hell, I’d only gone to my cabin to grab some clothes, for Pete’s sake! To feel something normal for a change. I didn’t think I was doing anything wrong! Unless it was illegal f
Arella’s POVHe won’t notice, ha? My wolf sarcastically snorted, as the huge brown beast glared down at us. I gulped, my legs feeling weak as he stood before us. His aura felt like tar, pressing and overwhelming. His eyes were pitch black, looking nothing like Zane at all. Hell, there was even foam frothing at his mouth as he stood there, panting...In my mind, my wolf was suddenly scribbling something down on… paper?! And how the hell was she holding a pen with no potable thumbs? It was a weird image, but sure enough, it was happening. She even had on a pair of Dumbledore half-moon glasses and she looked cute!What are you doing? I mentally asked, wondering what kind of freakish acid trip I was on.Writing my will, she replied, not missing a beat. With this lifestyle of yours, I’ll need one soon enough!Jeez, thanks for the vote of confidence!Wi
Arella's POVI stepped further into the cabin, my heart heavy as I glanced around. The old chair was still by the fireplace and my unfinished book lay on top of the mantle. The wool blanket was still haphazardly thrown over the couch in the middle of the room, and the table was still set for two. Everything was the same, but nothing felt like it anymore.Nothing would ever be the same again…My wolf let out a soft sound, and mentally, I let my hand sink into her soft fur, stroking her and giving her comfort. Strangely, it also alleviated some of the aches I’d felt as if her comfort was my own. It made a small smile tug at the edges of my lips, but nothing else really happened. I turned around and---Then I saw him!“Tiny!” I exclaimed and bolted towards my chameleon. He was perched on the windowsill, his scales shifting in and out of shades of blue and purple as if he were trying to blend with the moss outs
Arella’s POVAfter a restless night, despite being absolutely hammered, I dragged my ass out of bed. Just to realize that my bathroom didn’t have any of the essentials that a girl would need. Sure there was a new toothbrush, but there was no soap, no bras, and no hairbrush. And if you know anything about wild natural curls, they are a FUCKING nightmare--- without the right grooming tools.Groaning, I tried to find something to tie my hair up but came up empty-handed. Giving up on that, I grabbed the T-shirt and sweatpants from the day before and made the unfortunate mistake of looking myself in the mirror.Ick! My wolf grimaced, not exactly filling me with confidence.“That’s it,” I growled, surprised that that was a sound I could actually make now. “I’m heading back to the cabin and grabbing a couple of essentials.”Are you sure that’s a good idea? My wolf asked, an ad
Arella's POVThe silence stretched on, too thick, too uncomfortable. I could practically feel the weight of his thoughts, heavy with guilt and self-loathing.“I heard you caught Cain training with a sword yesterday?” I said, sick and tired of the atmosphere and, I turned to him, forcing my voice to stay steady. Zane’s gaze flicked to me, eyes narrowed, but I didn’t flinch.“He wanted to impress me,” he muttered, his tone flat. “I told him he didn’t need to because I’m already proud of him. But I don’t think he believes me.”“Give him time,” I said and let out a soft sigh. “He loves you, and he will eventually forgive you.”There was no doubt in my mind that Cain loved his father and would do anything for him. Their relationship has just hit a rocky spot, because--- well grief did the strangest things to people. As long as there was love, there
Arella’s POV“Did you have to bring that up, Noah?” Selena interjected sharply, nervously glancing up at Zane to see if Zane had overheard them. But luckily, Zane seemed to be lost in his own thoughts at the moment, glaring down at the plate as if it had insulted him.“You know Zane was furious about that,” she continued and leaned closer, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Zane is very protective of his pups. He’ll kill to ensure their safety.”“Like any father would,” Noah replied in the same hushed tone, although he sounded more like a defense than agreement. I felt a pang of sadness but quickly squashed it. I was unfamiliar with caring fathers. My own father had never shown a fraction of that fierceness or love towards me, but I’d never deny a child the experience.I knew love and affection…And I knew loneliness and rejection...&ldqu
Arella’s POVYou know what the biggest flex someone who is royalty has?They’re ROYALTY!You know what my sorry excuse of a peasant isn’t?Royalty!Lucky for me, that fact didn’t even begin to sink in until just before the servants announced – Yes! They announced our arrival! My heart started beating furiously in my chest and my hands started feeling clammy. I hated this feeling! Feeling like I was prey and about to walk into a lion's den… Well, like every other time my instincts were telling me to cower and hide, I stuck out my chin and forced my hands to calm…It helped.But little did I know that I was walking next to the metaphorical crazy-as-shit lion! Because the second we entered, the voices were hushed and everyone turned to us. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken tension, the air buzzing with the kind of energy that suggested a storm was brewing.I took a
Arella’s POVI really needed to go back for my clothes!Mostly because the scent that was coming off the ones that had been put out for me smelled like Zane. And for some reason, his scent worked like a fucking flick to my clit. I had to stifle a groan when I breathed it in and my pussy began to throb as if it had a life of its own.It was worse than when we’d been at the hospital.I’d noticed that he’d smelled divine back then, but with all the hospital smells, I hadn’t really noticed it having this effect on me. Now it was sinking into my blood like some fucking aphrodisiac. And my wolf wasn’t helping the matter much with her sensual purring and practically rubbing his scent all over her.And was it weird that I liked it?Shaking off the sensation, I forced my head on straight and put them on. But I had to think about bugs and fauna to finally get my throbbing lady part