All Chapters of Her Two Proud Wolves: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Adelia's Point of View"I forgot about him. I'm so sorry, Adelia. I was just so overwhelmed by seeing her again-" Aiden ranted, dread settling into his voice like a stone settling into water.I waved him off as we marched into the plane. Everyone was off like Ozias had said they were. Except for the figure still lying crumpled on the makeshift bed we had concocted. Or rather the one his people had concocted."Don't worry about it. I get it. But right now, I need you to make sure there remains one SUV for us. I don't want to take him back to the pack house right now. Not with Ciaran lingering so close," I said and knelt down beside my groaning mate.His forehead was a mess of sweat. His upper lip trembled every now and again. Whatever Killian had done to him had left his body weak. Left it exposed to anything that might want to come in and harm it. "He has a horrible fever," Nessa said, voice shaking a bit as she spoke. "What happened to him?" She nearly demanded, her eyes flashing

Michael's Point of View"You reek,""I know. We crawled through the sewers to escape.""And you still have a lot of dried blood on you." "I didn't really have time to clean up before we landed. A cargo plane doesn't really accommodate bathing." "I'm glad you're back." She said and I caught her eyes from the corner of mine. Noted the relief in her shoulders. Her green eyes. I looked back at the road, taking another turn to head towards the packhouse. "I'm glad I'm back as well. I'll clean up before we head to dinner with the Alpha's family." I said and slid my hand away from the gear lever towards her leg.Nadia gladly took it, crumpling my fingers with her small but firm grip."You promised no more missions." "I also promised you a house in the Bahamas and I can't afford that without taking some side jobs here and there. They pay well, at least. Like they have an endless supply of funds." "Are you bleeding them for everything that you are worth?" She asked, tucking her fingers be

Adelia's Point of ViewSiya fell asleep shortly after Nessa came into the room. Clocked out with a smile on his face and his fingers tracing the side of my neck. Happy. Content."I didn't think the first round of healing would have already helped him," Nessa breathed, clearing the plate and cup away from is bed.My eyes refused to look anywhere but at him. Took in every inch of his skin and then all the way back. As if to remind myself that he was here. Alive. On the road to recovery. "I didn't think it would help, either, but it is a starting point. We just need to keep him stress-free for as long as possible." I murmured and leaned forward to kiss his temple.When I moved away, the air seemed to drop in temperature. Went from hot and humid to almost icily cold. Being close to him might have been the only true source of heat in my world from now on."Did you bring him clothes and stuff from Noha Khoeli or do I have another reason to drain your bank account some more?" Nessa asked, c

Micheal's Point of ViewWaking up next to Nadia felt strange and refreshing at the same time. Seemed to remind me that there was more to life than scheming and thinking up wicked plans on how to make sure one stayed alive. Seeing her beside me also made sure that my mind didn't wander. Wanted to be on its best behaviour.Our argument from last night still rang in my ears. Still vibrated through my chest when I thought about it for too long. And waking up before the sun was up meant that I thought about it for far too long.Nadia and I had stayed in the main house last night. No fancy apartment the way Ciaran and Bellamy's family had. Although, the main house meant I had more freedom to roam. More liquor to consume. As if I hadn't had enough last night. One thing about these wolves was that they spared no expense at all. Indulged fully when they wanted to but knew when to stop the moment things got too much.Against Nadia's dismay, we never spent time alone together last night. Was

Michael's Point of ViewWe were leaving tonight. Or somewhere along that line. Ciaran had come into the main kitchen not long after my little conversation with Ulrich to inform me of the plans. His hair had been messed up, lips dry and cracked, and like Ulrich, wore only pants that barely covered his hips.There was no doubt in my mind about what the majority of them got up to.And a pang of jealousy had hit me harder than a ton of bricks because of it. By the time I went back to the room, I found Nadia awake and packing up what little things she had around the room. Her back was toward me, and her hips swayed gently to a melody only she could hear.Moments like this very one was what got to me. The normalcy we had. The adoration of your partner for simply doing something cute in the moment. It reminded me of the life we loved so much. Of the home we had back in the States with all of our friends and family.Well, her friends. My family. She was an only child to divorced parents. I