Elariana
The house is quieter inside than I expected. Not empty. Not abandoned. Just restrained. Thick walls soften every sound. The floor does not creak beneath our steps. Every movement has weight, as if the building is used to strong wolves living within it. As Zane carries me inside, I feel that this is not a guesthouse, not a temporary place. This is his home. The Alpha’s house. And now… I am here too.
That thought is frightening and calming at the same time. I do not know what I would do with it if I let it circle in my head for too long, so instead I focus on what I feel. The motion of his arms. The steady rise and fall of his chest. The bond between us, stretched tight but no longer painful or raw. It feels firm now, as if it has always been there and I simply never had a name fo
