The Blue Wolf
Chapter 16

Arabella’s Perspective:

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William’s Perspective:

Since I had showered and changed quickly, I knew it’d be at least five more minutes before Ara would get downstairs.

It took everything I had in me to control my wolf and be respectful. Once she let me pull her close without getting mad at me. I wanted to rip her clothes off and make love to her right there. I wanted to k**s every inch of her.

I was proud I was able to control myself. I was wondering what changed in her to turn in bed like that and let me place my fingers on her cheek. I wondered if it was really just her wolf doing that. But that was impossible. She hasn’t shifted yet.

I knew she still didn’t want to be here at all, but at least now that we were not fighting anymore, I could get to know her more.

I had told my chef, Murry, to make us both the same breakfast, but to add a little fruit bowl with Ara’s. He had been busy with that while thoughts of Arabella filled my mind, I wanted to drown in them.

I heard her footsteps then, coming down the stairs. She was in the kitchen within ten seconds with a smile. She was wearing a pair of tights and one of my baggy sweatshirts. Once she sat down she smiled at me “I hope you don’t mind, I’m wearing your sweatshirt.” I smiled back at her “No, of course, I don’t mind, what’s mine is yours. Wear whatever you want.”

Before she could say or do anything, I dialed her Mother’s number and put it on speaker. “I need you to tell your mom that you’ll be staying with me now, and that I’m your boyfriend, and that we’ll be sending her and your sibling’s airline tickets booked a week before Christmas. And they’ll be spending Christmas with us this year. Even if they reject, the offer is there, just in case they change their mind later on.”

She looked at me in astonishment. “Really, you really want to do that?” I said “Yes. It’s your family. They’re welcome whenever. If they want to stay here forever. That’s fine too.”

Suddenly her mom picked up. Arabella quickly told her mom everything and answered every one of her mom’s questions. Her mom sounded way less worried now “Okay Arabella, we’ll think about it, but you call me in a few days okay?” Arabella rolled her eyes “Okay mom talk to you soon. Love you.” She looked at me with a happy expression.

I said, “Okay so, let’s play a game.” Arabella looked up at me concerned “What…game?” I said “Why do you always assume the worst? The question game, we go back and forth cool?”

Murry put our breakfasts in front of us, after saying Enjoy, he walked away.

Arabella started eating her breakfast, “Okay you go first.” I prepared at least five or six questions for my turns while I was waiting for her. I said my first one “What’s your favorite book?” Arabella looked at me interested in my question and said: “Oh man there’s so many, but I’d have to say it’s this book I read when I was sixteen and just recently read it again, Please Ignore Vera Dietz.”

I looked up at her with a smile and said “What you’re obsessed with Charlie Khan or something?” She looked at me shocked “No way, you’ve read it?” I answered “Yes I have. I love all the parts when Charlie’s talking from the other side, like being dead and all.”

Arabella’s face turned into a warm expression “OMG NO WAY, those are all my favorite parts too.”

I looked at her with a smirk “Okay next, ask me.” She chewed and swallowed her fruit then said “What’s your favorite movie, book, and show?”

I quickly answered her “Movie: Pan’s Labyrinth. Book: The Alchemist. Show: Probably Peaky Blinders.”

She said “Really?” I said, “Yes really.” She said “I love that book, especially the end when Santiago realizes that the treasure was where he was all along, I love that movie so much. It’s literally like a fairytale for adults, me and my mom I both love that movie, and I love that show. It has such good writing.”

I smiled at her. She looked so beautiful. Her hair was damp and falling her shoulders and back in loose curls, she had no make-up on her face and still, she looked perfect, she reminded me of a fairy or something.

She caught me staring, “What? Do I have something on my face?” I thought (yeah utmost beauty) but I said “No no, I just zoned out, um okay next question, who’s your celebrity crush?” She laughed lightly and said “Definitely Nick Robinson, I loved him in a lot of movies I’ve seen, Kings of Summer, Being Charlie, Everything, Everything And recently I found out there’s this show he’s supposed to star in with Kate Mara called A Teacher. I already know their acting in the show is gonna be so good.”

I smiled at her, half jealous, half amused. She said, “And yours?” I said “Probably Lily Collins.” She looked at me amused now but didn’t say anything.

I said “Okay favorite song? Favorite artist? Favorite band?”

She said “You go first. Then I’ll answer.” I couldn’t stop staring at her no matter how hard I tried. I said, ” I’d have to say the favorite song, The Dark Side Of The Gym by The National, artist, I mean honestly, I’d have to say, Drake, the band definitely The National.”

She was smiling when I turned and looked at her. I said “What?” She said, “Are you lying?” I said “No.” She said “The next time I saw you, you were breaking down. A million years had gone away.” Those were lines from my favorite song. I said, “Oh you know The National?” She said, “Yes, I love their songs, About Today, I need my girl, Terrible Love.” I loved those songs too. “Okay, now you go…”

She said, “Song, You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go by Bob Dylan, Artist Ed Sheeran, but his early work is what I’m a fan of, and Band, 1975.” I said, “I’ve heard 102 and A Change Of Heart by them, I like those.”

She opened her mouth, to say something else but I interrupted her: “Hey. Go get your shoes on. I wanna take you somewhere.”

She said “Where?” I said, “I can’t tell you, it’s a surprise.” She nodded, then left the kitchen.

Arabella’s Perspective:

What the hell was I doing? Becoming friendly with my kidnapper. Enjoying breakfast and getting to know each other over a game of twenty-one questions? I was becoming into Loren.

Oh god, this place had gotten to me. I paced back and forth in the room, trying to understand myself and the behavior I was displaying. How was I feeling so comfortable all of a sudden? so happy? when HELLO ARABELLA you’re currently kidnapped. Once I put my shoes on. I put my guard completely back up and tried to focus on how to get the hell out of here.

And started making my way downstairs, now a different attitude on the surface.

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William’s Perspective:

For the next five minutes, we both don’t say anything. The only sound between the both of us was the wind going through the trees, and the leaves and little twigs that were on the ground, crunching under our feet as we walked. I try grabbing her hand and intertwining my fingers with hers but she doesn’t let me and pulls her hand away.

I get it. I hurt her. She doesn’t trust me. My wolf whines at this. I regret what I did once again. Why couldn’t I just have stopped? She was already scared as it was and didn’t like it here, no matter what efforts I tried to make.

Well besides, what I presumed, was the camouflaged evil relationship Ryker was creating with her. My wolf and I both became agitated with this thought. But then again he is doing a great job at executing the act of a harmless friend. And in Ara’s mind, I’m probably something like a Sith Lord from Star Wars.

I was so lost in despair with my spiraling thoughts, I barely realized we had reached our destination. I suddenly stopped and inhaled the air around me deeply. When I looked over at Arabella, she was standing with her arms crossed and looking around half un-impressed, and half uncomfortable. I became confused, her attitude was fine with me this morning, she almost seemed happy, why’d she become all hostile all of a sudden?

“Um okay so…. this is where you would come to practice the dark arts or something?” I chuckled as sexily as I could to which she gave me nothing but a blank expression. It’s like none of my antics worked on Arabella.

I decided to bring complete honestly to my tone and said: “No. This is where I come alone, to think of everything that’s happened. These past few years, everything has felt really fast, and at times I feel I’ve missed out a lot on the simple joys of just being.” Arabella looked at me with an expression I hadn’t seen before on her face. She quietly uttered, “Why?”

I took a deep breath “I was sixteen when I became Alpha, my entire pack relied on me from that moment on. I had thought I’d still have two years to f**k around. Most Alphas have till eighteen. But my parents had to leave for Europe to make more allies internationally because we had just found out there were ten packs in the country that had all conspired against us to take us down.”

“We weren’t the strongest Pack in the world then. I worked very hard to make this pack the way it is now. Anyways, as soon as I turned sixteen, it’s like my life changed in a millisecond. All the friends I grew up with since I was a baby, I immediately had to separate myself from, Well other than my best friend, Michael, but that’s only because Michael’s dad was my dad’s Beta and Michael was first in line after his dad.”