Book Three in Her Destiny Series ||| ❝And she thought they were heartless monsters.❞
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She had nightmares about the creatures that lurked in the night and howled to the moon. One of them nearly killed her once and since the accident, s...
mysa (n.) || the feeling of comfort and protection
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"No, stop it!" She cried out, rushing to grab a hold of the pup, "What on earth do you think your doing, little guy?" She pulled him away from the mess he had made and held him at arms length, "Bad boy, you should know better."
The pup blinked at her with innocent blue eyes but the corners of his lips twitched as if he was about to give her a wolfish grin. She sighed in exasperation and let her eyes fall on the bathroom floor, where the bottom of the shower curtain had been mercilessly chewed and the little pieces of blue laid scattered across the floor.
She glared at the pup, "You better not have swallowed any of that."
He wiggled in her hands, tiny noises of protest leaving him, and she sighed once again before leaving the bathroom and heading downstairs. She made sure to close the door behind her and any other door in the house. She stepped over two of the pups wrestling at the bottom of the stairs and set down the pup in her hands who desperately wanted to continue his exploring.
"I don't even know how you managed to get upstairs," She gave him a pat on the bum as he scurried off to join his siblings and then she whispered under her breath, "But every one of you will be the death of me."
Over a span of fourteen hours, the pups had become quite lively and she could no longer contain them in the box as they would work together to tip it over and escape behind her back. So, she decided it wouldn't hurt to let them roam the house, but she almost regretted her decision completely. The responsibility of keeping track of six wolf pups that ran off as fast as their little legs would carry them was something she wasn't expecting to be so challenging, especially when they chewed on anything they could get their jaws on.
She continually did research on the internet about the pups, hoping to gain as much knowledge as she could so that she could be a proper substitute mother. One thing that puzzled her was how quickly the pups progressed on their legs, as she expected them to be less mobile, and the intelligence reflecting in their eyes was almost astonishing for an animal.
Of course, she knew wolves were quite intelligent, but there almost seemed to be something else to these pups she adopted. However, she shrugged it off as a simple coincidence that she had stumbled across very special pups, and she was eager to teach them things.
She had been watching the burliest pup brawl over his brother with ease when she noticed that only five pups played within the space of the living room and hallway. She stood from the seat she had taken on the steps and wandered down the hallway, knowing the pup wasn't upstairs or in the kitchen.
She paused when she heard the rustle of papers from her father's office, and she took a deep breath before she pushed open the door. The room was dimly lit from the grey skies outside but she could clearly see the shreds of white strewn through the entire corner of the office. An active pup romped through the paper shreddings, unaware she was there, and the waste basket that once contained the mess had a dent in it against the wall.
