Part Three - Chapter 12

“Gratitude- the meanest and most sniveling attribute in the world.”

• Dorothy Parker.

DARYA P.O.V

My legs were literally shaking and I felt cold all over. I gulped and closed my eyes. Why was I so scared? It is just another pack and I have been to so many packs already.

This was once the enemy pack, my wolf reminded and I groaned. Quillon looked at me questioningly and I just faked a smile.

“I can smell your fear” he stated and the smile got wiped from my face.

“I don’t know why I am scared” I said honestly. I really didn’t know why I was so scared. It was very unlike me.

Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply and soon unfamiliar scents hit my nose- All belonging to Serene Pack wolves.

“I don’t usually get scared” I muttered shaking my head. Nothing scares me anymore. But I didn’t know why the thought of some wolves scared me.

To divert my mind, I stared out of the window to look at the thick tree trunks, green grasses covering the earth. I smiled softly when I saw that but then all of a sudden an image popped in my head. An image, in which, all the trees were burnt and the green grasses were black and dry.

Wincing, I leaned back against my seat which once again had Quillon look at me. He asked something but I didn’t hear it. All I could think about was that image.

It was then I realized why I was so scared. I was scared for the Serene Pack wolves. I was scared that if I lose control, then I would hurt them. I could burn their whole pack down. That is why I was hoping no one would provoke me into losing my temper.

I rubbed my fingers over my forehead and closed my eyes.

Please don’t let that happen. Please don’t, I kept praying to the nature goddess.

“Darya” Quillon snapped and I opened my eyes. “Did you hear anything I spoke in the last five minutes?” he queried and I shook my head. I also realized that he had parked his car at the corner of the road.

“Sorry” I mumbled sheepishly staring at my fingers on my lap. “What did you say?” I demanded looking up at him.

“I wanted to know why you are so scared if you don’t usually get scared?” he asked and I sighed.

“I am fine” I answered softly. “I was just thinking about some stuff…. But I am fine now” I said and flashed him a brilliant smile.

Quillon narrowed his eyes and stared at me suspiciously. His stare, with those dark eyes, was really unnerving and so, I quickly looked away. It was then I spotted some wolves in the middle of the woods, looking at us.

Leaning forward, I narrowed my eyes and stared at them, “My friends” Quillon said when he began driving again.

“All of them?” I queried wide eyes. They were nearly ten-fifteen wolves, who were running on either side of the road.

“I am a very friendly person doll face” Quillon said with a grin and I knew why he used that word, friendly. I just grinned and shook my head when I recalled his outrageous proposal of having sex once and parting away like friends.

No way would I have accepted such demeaning proposal.

“You may be friends with others but you are not my friend and you will never be my friend” I said with a growl.

“Do you have any friends?” he demanded and I spun my head to glare at him. But then I recalled that he had me investigated and sure enough no one in the school knew who my friends were.

“I do” I said looking ahead. “My friends are those who love living a private life just like me and that is why none of your detectives were able to find about them” I retorted and Quillon frowned.

“Who are they?” he queried with a low growl but I didn’t bother replying him because I could see houses on either side of the road. We were in the residential area of Serene Pack.

“Most pack wolves stay here” Quillon murmured when I stared at a fifteen floor apartment building.

“Where do you stay?” I asked.

“A little far” he replied speeding down the road. It was already six thirty in the evening and I wondered how far his place from here is.

Well, his little far was actually twenty minute drive from the apartment. I climbed out of the car and stared at the house. It was a modest two storey house. There was already two cars parked in front of the house and I recognized one of them as Grace, Quillon’s mother’s car.

This is his parents’ house.

As if on cue, Grace called me. I turned to see her walking towards me. I still cannot believe she is Quillon’s mother. She is so young.

“Welcome darling” she beamed hugging me and I returned her hug. “I am so glad you came” she said pulling away and then turned to look behind her. I followed her gaze and gulped when my eyes fell on the former alpha. Quillon’s father, Scott Sanders.

“Alpha” I said and lowered my head.

“You can call me Scott” he stated and I nodded. “Welcome to the pack” he said like a trained robot extending his hand.

With a smile, I shook his hand. My hands were tiny on his. “Thank-you” I mumbled softly.

“That’s my youngest son, Quinton” Grace introduced and I looked at Quinton, who was standing beside Quillon.

When compared to Quillon, Quinton was quite short but then he was still in his teens. In looks wise, Quinton too was just like his father, with dark hair and dark eyes. However, Quinton’s skin tone was just the same shade as his mom.

“Hi” Quinton mumbled and I replied the same. However, I grinned when Quinton blushed and lowered his head. He was embarrassed about the way we met for the first time.

Good! He should be embarrassed.

There was a low growl from Quillon and I found him scowling at his blushing brother.

“Let’s go in” Grace said and I nodded.

“Mom, I will take Darya to my place. Let her settle in and then we will come here for dinner” Quillon suggested solemnly and my wolf perked up when she heard that we are going to his house.

“Excellent idea” Grace grinned. “Dinner is at nine” she said facing me and I nodded climbing inside Quillon’s car.

“How far is your place?” I queried interestedly.

“Another ten minutes” he replied.

Ten minutes later, Quillon parked his car and climbed out. Quickly, he took my bags and kept it in the middle of the driveway. He was about to pull out his keys from the pocket, but stopped when he saw that the door of the house was open.

“Quinn” he growled out and then turned to face me. “The door is open. The upstairs, left side fourth room is going to be yours for the next two months” Quillon said walking towards his car. And then, he got inside his car and within a minute, the car vanished from my view, while all I did was stare at his behavior with my mouth dropped open.

Chivalry is indeed dead!

As if I was depending on him! I just felt bad for my wolf.

Shaking my head, I picked one bag at a time and stepped inside the house. Quillon’s house was a two storey building too and it was beautiful inside as well as outside. The living room was wide and spacious.

The right side of the wall had floor-to-ceiling windows providing a beautiful view of the swimming pool. There was a white color couch, where six to seven people could sit comfortably, opposite to the wall having a large screen T.V. The white walls of the room complimented the wooden flooring. At the left end of the room, there were ten stairs leading to the next floor.

Sighing, I kept my bag and decided to bring the other bag. But I was surprised when I saw Quinton bringing them in for me. “Thank-you” I said with a smile and he nodded.

“I will take it upstairs” he said walking past me. I smiled and followed after him.

“Your brother said my room is on the left side” I told Quinton, once we were upstairs, when he went to the right side.

“But Q’s room is here” he said confusedly.

“I didn’t agree to share room with him, just yet” I muttered with a shrug and Quinton nodded. “He said the fourth one” I pointed to Quinton.

“Thank-you Quinton” I said once again after he kept the bag on my room for the next sixty days.

“No problem” he said with a shrug and was about to leave, but he stopped and faced me. “I am sorry… for the other day” he said with a guilty smile. “I really mistook you for my date” he defended and I cocked an eyebrow. “I am not lying” he said with a blush and I couldn’t stop the smile that appeared on my face.

Mistook my foot!

“I am sorry too” I said with a chuckle. “But it wasn’t me who put you inside the trunk” I stated honestly. “It was my guards”

“Oh”

“They did it. I asked them to just drop you out of the territory before Duncan sees you” I mumbled.

“But the Alpha knows” Quinton said and I blinked in confusion. “That I come to his territory.”

“Duncan knows?” I queried surprised to hear that piece of information.

“Yes”