Secret Love

CHAPTER 4

Hiraeth

 /hiraɪ̯θ

Noun

a longing for a home you can't return to, or one that was never yours. not necessarily a house, but a homely feeling such as love.

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Leslie

Somewhere during the night I fell asleep on a bench in the hallway.

I helped all night to help wounded warriors.

The smell of blood graced my body once again and I was very certain that my hair was all over the place.

I tried to take it out of the ponytail I had made earlier, but the blood had hardened it.

After trying to go to sleep multiple times, I'd given up.

But somehow I managed to pass out on the bench outside of his room.

My wolf kept on pulling and forcing my mind to think about him.

"He probably doesn't even care about her," my wolf whispered.

"We don't care if he does or not, what they have is none of our business," I cut back, resisting any kind of comment she might've had on my response.

In a way, I hoped that his wolf was tormenting him as well.

That he was forced to think about the times when we were happy and in love.

Love.

I gave up on that I think.

True love like they tell us about when we were younger only happens in fairytales. Not for people like me.

It was meant for Alphas and families of status.

Not for me.

I sat up and noticed that the halls were still quiet.

The clock on the wall told me that it was six am.

I slept for three hours.

That's a record.

Maybe it helped that I wasn't called fifty times to help sew someone up.

Or maybe the bench was more comfortable than a blanket thrown onto the floor in the smelly tents they had for us.

His room was awfully quiet and even though I didn't want to, I kept an eye on him.

Just to keep my wolf calm.

At one point during the night, Darrow must've fallen asleep, because Liecia walked out around 3 am.

Where she was going was none of my business, probably home.

But I didn't see anyone else.

No one checked on him.

It must be lonely to be an Alpha who everyone feared and respected.

His family had a murderer's image, ever since Darrow's grandfather killed Klaus Lycan and took over the spot as Alpha of the Lycan pack.

Maybe that's why it surprised me that he was utterly in love with Liecia, their grandfathers started a fight which has caused a break in the pack.

I suppressed another possessive growl, my wolf made me want to go for a run and clear our heads.

But I couldn't, I promised Kinshra that I'd look after her son until she came back.