ARES’ POV
I pushed the door open with my foot, stepping into the guestroom with Noah still unconscious in my arms. The room was dimly lit, the faint glow from the bedside lamp casting soft shadows on the walls. I walked to the bed and carefully placed him down.
For a moment, I just stood there, staring at him. Like I was trying to unravel him.
Something about him was… off. I can feel it in my guts
I’ve met thousands of people in my life, humans and wolves alike. I could read people easily. Tell who they were, what they wanted, their strengths, their weaknesses. But Noah?
He was like an unsolved mystery.
And I hated unsolved mysteries.
There was no reason why a regular human, should have heard that growl. No reason why the beast didn’t devour him. And more importantly, no reason why
