The Alphas' Princess

Chapter Eleven

After taking a shower and getting dressed, I went looking for Wulf. But finding my way around the big house was hard, and I was soon in a dark hallway. Everytime I passed a new door, the hall would just get darker and creepier. I was waiting for the boogie man to jump out or something.

Underneith my feet was the black hard wood floors, but a red carpet was rolled down the hall way, and it had foot prints in the dust. I passed black wood tables every now and then, and it always had either a dead plant, spider webs, or both. It was so creepy.

And so cliché.

Wulf was hiding something back here. I knew him well enough to know that he wouldn't even keep unused rooms dirty. He was too paranoid. He'd think that someone might pop up with a bunch of people, and it'd take a lot of room to fit them all. So I continued on my trek, no matter how creepy it got.

"What the-?" I say to myself. Opening the door to a room, I was met with a woman about the age my mom would've been if she were still alive. So about fourty-two.

"Wulf?" She says, looking around as if she was- oh wait, she is blind. Her eyes were completely white. I'd never met a blind person before, except one of the students at my old highschool.

"No ma'am." I say, not wanting to leave her hanging, "I'm-"

"Ariel." She says, a gentle smile coming to her face. She was so pretty. Her hair was black, and her skin was tan with delicate features, and Wulf's nose. I knew this woman wasn't his mother- because she was dead- so she must be his aunt or something.

"Yes ma'am." I reply, "Um, I'm sorry if I disturbed you." I turn, and start to walk out of the house, before she calls my name.

"Don't be silly. I only ever talk to Wulf and Idia." She says, "Why don't you come over here? I'd love to get to know my nephews mate." So she is Wulf's aunt. He never even mentioned her... I wonder why.

I make my way over to her, and sit down on the old couch, "Wulf is your nephew?"

She nods, "Yes. His mothers younger brother was my twin. But it would also be easier to say I'm his mothers little sister, right." She laughs, "And I must say, in all of Wulf's twenty four years, I've never seen Wulf speak so passionately about a woman. When he first told me he'd found his mate, to be honest I asked him if he was sure." She turns towards me more, but didn't look directly at me for obvious reasons, "And sweetheart, I honestly thought Wulf's hormones were just acting up again."

Again? My heart aches when I think of Wulf even looking at another girl, but I knew I couldn't really expect a man who looks like Wulf to be a virgin. He was hot- simple as that. Women must be all over him.

However, I knew enough about werewolves to know that they'd never ever cheat on their mates. It went against everything that was them. It went against their nature. It would be like a model eating everything and anything with fat. Or a guy like to paint his nails and talk about baking.

"But every night, I can hear you sing to him. Song after song with that angelic voice of yours, and I just know. I hear it. You two were defiantly made for eachother."

That made my heart skip a beat, and the pain spreading through my chest stops. Happiness shoots through me so intense that I'm surprised Wulf didn't try to contact me to see why my emotions were changing so quickly.

I can feel a smile on my face, "Thank you ma'am. That means a lot to me. I mean, I-"

"Love him." The woman chuckles, "I'm sure it's impossible not to love that boy, Ariel. Once you get past his anger issues and stubbornness, he's really a sweet guy."