"even тнe lone wolғ тнιrѕтѕ ғor love."
Killian JonesxOC werewolf AU
Amara is a free spirit and is in no hurry to settle down and find her mate. She prefers her own company.
Her father, Arthur the Alpha of her pack, fed up with his daughters dismiss...
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A/N: So... I've watched the umbrella academy, and it gave me ideas. Fight me. Just a cutesy filler chapter. (A long filler chapter but oh well) I've literally rewrote this chapter 5 times which is why it took so long to update. Sorry about that. Remember to look for the POV change markers! Enjoy and let me know what you think in the comments. Ive been very harsh on myself when it comes to my work lately so your feedback means so much! Thank you!
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The next few days, were quiet around the house, thankfully. I'd been so busy trying to keep myself distracted so I wouldn't think about what happened in the woods the other night that I hadn't really had time to talk with Killian and I hoped that he didn't think I was ignoring him. I'd spent most of my time outside in the mornings playing with the little ones in the yard. I'd always loved the pups in my own pack, not that I ever thought I'd really like any of my own, it was much more fun to get them wound up and set them loose on their parents. I didn't really see myself as motherly at all.
In the afternoons, I'd spend my time cozied up with a cup of tea and a book, in Killian's massive library. I don't think anyone knew I was there, when I would be in there. I found a nice little corner to myself and would spend hours until I could smell the dinner that Sabine would start working on, and I'd go see if I could help. Helping meant, tasting, and Sabine was a damn good cook so that was always pleasant.
At dinner, I'd make light conversation with members of the pack, especially Ruby, I'd become pretty close with her over the past few days. Killian just seemed pretty busy with his own things. At night, he'd go out, and I'd wake just enough to hear him come in the room always around 2 in the morning and I'd go back to sleep as soon as I knew he was settling in for the night, and I'd wake up and live the next day on repeat.
We had fallen into our own routines, but as another day passed, and I hardly spoke to Killian, I'd begun to realize that I missed him, so last night, I told Robin I that I had other plans in the morning so I wouldn't be able to take the children outside to play. This morning I had every intention on spending the morning with Killian, starting with me climbing into bed with him to snuggle, which I found it odd, that me, of all people craved cuddles, but I just wanted to be close to him.
However, Killian was not in bed this morning. I knew he had come back last night after going out, because I had heard him come in. I frowned and walked out of the room creeping down the hall making sure not to wake those who were still sleeping. I bumped into Keith as he was coming out of his room.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." I whispered. Keith looked me up and down.
"Don't be." He smiled. "Little cold for shorts don't you think love?" He asked.
I looked down, I guess forgetting that I was in my pjs that consisted of a pair of short sleep shorts, and a tank top. While it was a bit cold for these clothes, when I had packed my backpack while plotting to run away from home I honestly wasn't looking at what I packed.
