~Aurora.
I jumped out of the car once Elijah killed the engines and headed straight for my room. I had a long day at work and all I wanted to do was to take a long bath and sink into my bed, but, was left shocked as I didn't find Arne in the room. It was already evening and Arne was supposed to have been back.
My heart skipped a beat as I tossed my purse on the bed and rushed out of the room. What was I thinking, leaving Arne with Ethan? I sharply sucked in a breath and held on it as I began searching the palace. I should never have forgotten, I should have kept his threat in mind and engraved in my heart before thinking of entrusting my son to his care.
Still with hastened steps, my eyes darted throughout the open field as I approached it, my hastened steps accompanied by my beating heart quieted down as I caught sight of Arne sitting on a swing with Ethan. His head was thrown back in laughter at whatever Ethan was saying.
A smile crept up on my face as I watched the both of them. They were such a perfect sight to behold, and I believed anyone could confirm that.
Would this have been us had Isadora not been in the picture? I asked myself, my smile growing wider. If we had never broken up, would he have been a father who paid attention to his kid? Would he have been…
I shook my head to clear the thoughts from it, I couldn't be thinking of such, especially not at this point, that I no longer needed to see Ethan being kind to Arne.
“Arne,” I called and waved to him. I had confirmed that loosing him was not something I could cope with, the last five minutes made me understand that.
I brought myself to his level and hugged him tightly as he approached me and kissed his cheek and the crown of his head.
“Mummy, I like uncle Ethan,” he said as a red blush tainted his cheeks.
“You do now, huh?” I asked with a raised brow and he nodded.
“I wish he was my daddy.”
I went stiff as my eyes widened, and my chest rose and fell, and my breath turned rapid.
Arne wishes Ethan was his father! I yelled in my head. Heavens! Why would he ever think that?
From the corner of my eyes, I saw Ethan stalking towards us with his hands tucked in his pocket, and I blinked to try to bring myself back to normalcy.
“You're back early for a doctor.” He teased.
Instinctively, my brows knitted at him, “Why are you discussing the Arne's father with him? Do I need to remind you that you have no right to do that? You need to stop discussing his paternity with him, that doesn't concern him at this his age.” I blurted, obviously pissed.
“Oh,” he said and stroked his jaw and fitted the hand back into the pocket, “that wasn't actually my fault. His father was all he wanted to talk about and from what he said, his father really is a brave solider.
A sharp and piercing pain ran through my heart upon hearing Ethan's statement, “Oh, okay. I see.”
The corner of Ethan's lips curved up in a small smile as he stared down at me before shaking his head, and shifted his weight from foot to foot and crossed his arms against his chest, "Why are you lying to him?”
My eyes flew open at his question, and my heart dropped to my stomach.
Had he noticed? I asked myself and gulped. What was I thinking, asking Arne to spend the day with Ethan? The same man who threatened to kill him if he sets his eyes on him. My heart thumped against my chest. I was terrified, scared, for Arne's sake.
“What? How did you know I am lying to him? What makes you think I'm lying to him?”
My eyes searched his eyes for any slightest clue that told danger.
He cocked his head to the side and brought his face closer to mine, "I didn't. You just sold yourself out with that look on your face. That look in your eyes is screaming fear.”
My legs turned jelly, and it took everything in me to keep myself from falling to the ground.
He knows, he knows, he knows, the voice in my head chanted.
He chuckled dryly, "Breath Aurora, you're going to freeze yourself.”
I shook my head and tried to calm myself, "I am not lying to Arne, I will never do that and even if I did, it's none of your business. You have no relationship with them, so, don't try to act out of your place.” I ordered and turned to leave.
Ethan took hold of my wrist and spun me with so much force that I clung to him to keep myself from falling.
My arms, out of reflex, wound around his neck and I felt his arm instinctively wrap around my waist, leaving me with just one breath away from him.
His heart pounded against mine and I, for some reason I couldn't tell -maybe because I was a doctor- subconsciously took count of the number of his heartbeat, and when he exhaled deeply, a scent with the mixture of the ocean and forest filled my nose.
I blinked and looked up at him to see his glassy deep blue eyes staring down at me. They were sparkly and glassy that I didn't fail to notice my reflection in them yet paid no heed to them. And when he blinked and my heart thumped at the way his thick long lashes clung against each other for a millisecond before giving way for me to continue drowning in his ocean eyes.
His ocean breath fell on me again, and I closed my eyes to take his scent in, once I had them open, they casually fell to his rosy hue heart - shaped full lips. Lips I wouldn't hesitate to jump unto if offered.
'Mate' Zoey howled and began jumping inside of me and I sucked in a deep breath. My heart began pounding faster, the effects of my wolf, and my breath turned rapid, making me almost breathless.
“Let go of me,” I said in a whisper, and he sucked in a rush of air as my breath fell on him. His eyes were still on me, and I didn't feel the hands that were wrapped around my waist go loose. “Let go of me,” I repeated, even slower this time.
“How can I let you go, Aurora, when you are the one holding on to me?”
I blinked myself back to consciousness and shifted my eyes from him, to my arms which were wrapped around his sweaty neck that glistened under the evening sun.
I turned my eyes back to him, not caring to move my arms from where they were. His eyes were still staring down at me and I returned his curious gaze which was searching my eyes. I wanted to know, I wanted to see deep into his eyes, and deeper into his soul, I wanted to see more than he showed to the public.
I heard a throat clear deeply, and I shifted my eyes to the direction it had come from to see Sam standing behind Ethan. I jerked back to reality and away from Ethan as Ethan, who also noticed Sam loosened his grip on me.
Sam darted his eyes between Ethan and me and I did the same too, darting my eyes between the two of them, sharply, I spun only my heels ran as fast as my legs could take me.