The Alphas' Princess

Chapter Nine

Coming to, I found that I was wrapped in a medium sized knitted blanket. It was black, and had 'Adalwulf' knitted directly into the middle in white. I was sitting on the black leather couch in Wulf's office.

"Prinzessin." Comes his deliciously deep voice. I look up to see him sitting at his desk, studying me.

I feel my face heat as he studies me, and I look down at my hands, "Hey..."

Suddenly a growl rips through his chest, and he slams his fist down on his desk, "Don't 'hey' me! What the hell was that back there? How did that man know you? Why were you so damn scared of him?"

'Why didn't you tell me about him?' His last question was spoken in my mind, and I knew that was the most important to him, because his voice was filled with hurt and betrayal. I knew I hurt him by not telling, but I couldn't tell him. It was too painful to talk about; but now I had to.

"I didn't tell you... Because..." I gulp loudly, "I didn't tell you because I really don't like to talk about it. He's been... My nightmare since I was a baby, and I mean that seriously."

Wulf sighs, and gets up. He walks over to the couch silently. When he sits down, he effortlessly picks me up and places me on his lap before kicking off his shoes and stretching out on the couch. I'm wondering what the hell he'a doing, but he tugs on my arm and I catch on. I move to lay next to him, and he tugs the blanket to cover us both. He claps twice and the lights go off. It's completely dark in the room, and I snuggle closer to Wulf; I've always been scare of the dark- thanks to my father- but Wulf made it better. I felt safe with him.

"Something my mom always told me when I was little," Wulf starts, his deep voice cutting through my fears and wrapping me in warmth. My head lay on his chest, and I felt the rumble everytime he spoke, "was your fears are only as big as you let them be. So every night before I'd go to bed, she'd recite the same poem to me. It went like this:

Come little children  

I'll take thee away, into a land  

of Enchantment

Come little children  

the time's come to play  

here in my garden  

of Shadows

Follow sweet children  

I'll show thee the way  

through all the pain and  

the Sorrows

Weep not poor children  

for life is this way  

murdering beauty and  

Passions

Hush now dear children  

it must be this way  

to weary of life and  

Deceptions

Rest now my children  

for soon we'll away  

into the calm and  

the Quiet

Come little children  

I'll take thee away, into a land  

of Enchantment

Come little children