Novel & Cerita Safe In The Arms Of Love

He gestured for me to continue, his fingers flicked, asking me to come closer. I approached him slowly, one step at a time , trying not to show that I was scared . "I was on my way back from Damien's territory, Alpha," I continued. "We had...discussions about the potential alliance. But as I was leaving, the wild wolves attacked me. I swear, Alpha, I didn't betray your trust. I would never put your pack in danger." Fenrir's eyes narrowed further, his gaze seemed to bear into my would . "And what about Damien?" he asked, his voice firm but measured. "Did you form an alliance with him as I instructed?"

, the soothing voice crept all over him engulfing him with peace. He edged over to the sound of the voice, away from the malicious men, to the warmth and scent that calmed him down. “it’s all right, you have nothing to fear, you’re safe with me”. “please don’t go”, he told the soothing presence. “I’m here for you, I’ll protect you”. He was safe now, away from all of them, he was safe, protected by the warm presence, no harm can come to him, he was safe.

After our kiss, as she rests her head on my chest, I tightly embrace her in my arms. "I never told you that I feel so safe in your arms. It's like the world outside disappears, and all that matters is the warmth and comfort I find with you. I never thought that I would ever experience something like this. It’s magical.” Grace confesses softly as she nestles into my arms. I run my fingers through her hair, enjoying the warmth of the moment with a tranquil smile on my face. “I feel the same way, love. In your arms, I've found my home.”

And for the first time in my life I actually felt wanted I actually felt loved and safe in him. And I wrapped my arms around his strong body happy to see him. I was safe in his arms and that's where I wanted to stay...

After a while he nodded softly at me. "I'll throw him out of here." He replied that I was reassured. I bent down with my fingers playing with each other. Gradually my shivering disappeared. I looked at his hands on either side of me. I seem to be confined. But instead of feeling anxious my breathing calmed down. Why does it feels .. so safe between his arms? I feel like nothing can hurt me anymore. His arms has it's thing that makes me feel that nothing's gonna go wrong as long as it holds me.

��𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. 𝗜 𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲, 𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝘁, 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. "Stay safe darling."

“I will never let anything happen to you. Ever.” I smile, because there’s something almost beautiful in the way he says it. It’s not a promise made out of pride. It’s made out of love, fierce and unyielding. I lean closer and wrap my other hand around his arm, resting my head against it. His muscles shift slightly under my touch, and I can feel his pulse through the thin fabric of his sleeve. “I know,” I whisper. “That’s why I gave you my heart. Because I know it’s safest with you.”

Wait, why was I even thinking in this direction? “ What? Are you afraid we'll go for another heated round?” He chuckled. “ Just stay still and don't touch me in an arousing manner and you'll be safe,” he stated and I listened. He never made empty threats and he always kept his promises. “ Just try and sleep for a little bit,” he whispered into my ears as he wrapped me in his arms properly. A reassuring feeling spread through my body and I felt... Safe. I placed my hands on his interlocked hands which lay on my belly as I closed my eyes and let myself feel safe in his arms.

The wild, reckless thing I just did still buzzes in my blood — but Aiden’s steady warmth is pulling me under. Safe. Held. Loved. Sleep claims me, cradled in the strong, unyielding arms of my dom.

The room seemed to fade away, the noise became distant, and all that mattered was that I was safe in his arms. That’s where I am now. Standing with his arms wrapped around me like a shield, his head resting against my shoulder, as if he’s afraid that if he lets go, I’ll disappear. His grip is almost painful, but I don’t care. I feel safe, safer than I’ve felt in a long time. My body is still cold, but the warmth of his embrace is keeping the worst of it at bay.