Scar's POV
Mother's face was twisted in disgust when I sat at the dining table, I had lost count of the number of times I forced, asked, and begged Arielle to sit with us but she refused, I know my family didn't like her - mother was too focused on maintaining certain standards that were only known to her, and Penelope was still stuck in whatever late teenage phase she had going on, she was also too much of a spoilt brat. They were rude to her and it was only fair that she wanted to keep her distance.
I had a triumphant smile on my face and was so much in a jolly mood to let Mother's facial expression get to me. Why? The baby had decided to grant my wish as it kicked when I lay beside Arielle as we both struggled to catch our breaths, my hand that was laying casually on her stomach felt it. It was a swift powerful movement that sent me to a euphoric dimension and the genuine smile that Arielle had on her face made her light up
Arielle's POV“You'll be the Godmother!” I told Luisa, I was sitting on the kitchen stool.The old maids didn't bother us anymore, sometimes I felt like they were always eaves dropping, acting way too busy than they were supposed to be.“Oh, my God!” Luisa’s eyes teared up, she hugged me before holding onto my hands dramatically.“I promise to take this honor upon myself “ I had no idea why she was being so dramatic but I giggled along.The other maids had smiles on their faces, a confirmation that they were listening to our conversation, that only proved me right.Today she had decided to make apple pie for me but with the news, Luisa danced around the kitchen like she was high on something, her energy was on another level.I pounced on the pie as if I had never eaten before, devouring it while Luisa watched with mouth agape, her heart shaped face scrunched in the
Scar's POVI woke up to myself on the bed, there was no sign of the golden skin beside me, there was no red hair sprawling out over the pillow next to me, and no one snoring lightly in bed beside me. I sat up in confusion. Where were the colorful walls and windows? It took me a while to register that I was in my room, I had not gone back to Arielle's room, I must have slept off and didn't return to Arielle's room.She couldn't sleep at night alone. She said only when it rained right? it had to be then. I had messed up again. I got off the bed and walked down to her room, I didn't want to push it open, so I knocked.“I am awake Luisa” she answered from inside.I didn't say it was not Luisa, I opened the door and went in.She had her back turned to me, and was sitting on the edge of the bed, a canvas was in front of her. She was holding a charcoal pencil in her hand with an eraser sticking out of her mouth. I c
Arielle's POVI believed in miracles. They were beautiful, rare things that everyone needed, it just depended if you trusted them or not. I didn't trust mine, if you were me you wouldn't trust it too. Scar had gone on a trip, it had been two days since he travelled and I missed him terribly and my heart ached terribly. I missed his touch, I missed his hugs and I definitely missed his kisses. It made the emptiness even more evident.Even worse than missing him I felt lost without him, my mind went blank whenever the door closed behind me, my heart ached and my body trembled in anticipation.I was losing my mind, I had lost it, it was pathetic. I had fought it for too long, in as much as I had denied it, I had to be truthful to myself for once. I had broken the agreement, or at least I thought I had. But whatever it was, it didn’t change the fact that I had fallen in love with the Lycan king. Yes, you read right, the lycan king ha
Scar's POVIt felt like forever since I last Arielle and I missed everything about her. It felt like I had forgotten the smell of home, like there was no home! Seven days of torture, seven days of not knowing if she was okay, if our child was okay, Seven days of not seeing her face, seven days of not being able to hold her in my arms,seven days of not being able to kiss her on the forehead, seven days of not getting to feel the warmth of her body against mine.Seven days of waiting.Seven days of wishing to hear her voice again, her laugh.Alfred had managed to convince me otherwise, I planned to leave immediately after the all-alphas meeting was over, but he had told me how unwise it was to drive through the woods in the middle of the night. I wasn’t scared, I was sure I could handle anything yet he didn't listen.“Oh my goodness, look at you!”Alfred had one of his annoy
Scar's POVMy mother's behavior for the following days left me surprised me and alarmed. The next day after I got home, she asked me to invite Arielle for breakfast.Invite Arielle? The same Arielle who she couldn't stand being in the same space with? my Arielle?“What? don't give me that look” she chided when I couldn't help but look at her as if she had lost her mind.Arielle had refused to come down, rejecting politely and saying she had breakfast already. It would have upset Mother on a normal day but she brushed it off and went to Arielle‘s room herself. She returned with Arielle who looked like she didn't want to be there.Penelope didn't seem pleasedI watched my mother, taking in her every action.“Sit down my dear” Arielle was still standing awkwardly beside me. I gave her a smile before holding out a chair that was beside me for her.I had never known my
Arielle’s POVI was staring at my canvas not knowing what to paint,I needed distraction, something to blur the edge of my stress. I was sure I was going to start crying soon“Your bath is ready.” Scar said to me, as he stood by the bathroom doorway, staring at me with concern. He was standing very still, his eyes boring into mine intently. His lips were pressed together in a thin line of worry.No, I am not okay, I didn't know it would be so tiring carrying another life inside of you, no one gave me any heads up, but I didn't say that, instead I stared at him wondering why he was so handsome, for a minute I forgot about how stressed I felt, that only meant I looked like a potatoes sack beside him right and…“Arielle!” Scar snapped his fingers in front of me.“What!”“Your bath?” He raised an eyebrow at me.“Yeah, thanks.&
Scar's POVThe other Lycan clans that hadn't reached out to me before the issues with Leon finally did, agreeing to the alliance. it was unnecessary but it was a thing of joy to know that we were giving unity a chance. A feast was going to be thrown in two days, at my place to celebrate.I was looking forward to it, maybe it would help set Arielle's mood a little bit better.In preparation for this event, the hustling and bustling in the house increased, every staff, mother, Penelope and I ran around trying to fix things.We were going to use the garden. It was going to be a cool evening and the serenity around it seemed perfect.On the day before the event, I took Arielle shopping, I don't think I had ever seen her so happy, she even had tears running down her face. I know that I had but the genuine happiness warmed my stomach. What had this woman been through?Today she was wearing one of my shirts and baggy jeans and flip-flops. Arielle was a stunning piece of Art and she didn't ev
Arielle's POVWhen we got back home, the garden had been transformed into an almost magical fairy tale with white lights strung around, and flowers and plants all over the place. It was already dark and the darkness enhanced its beauty. The air smelled of roses and nature.Everyone seemed busy as usual, Scar's mother was screaming on the phone over some delivery that had not arrived, yelling threats. Alfred had run to Scar whispering something and Scar followed him immediately. I managed to make it past Scar's mother without attracting her wrath on me- it would have been worse especially when she was transferring aggression. I collapsed on the bed immediately after I got rid of my flip-flops at the corner of the room. I shuddered at the thought of Zoey and Leon being in the same room as me.Sheliah was alert and involuntarily my claws popped out, surprising me as if they were ready to attack someone, like a predato