Chapter 165: Time has come
Arabella sat with no way of knowing whether the sun had sunken or otherwise, with no way of predicting when it was to come whatever the Alpha had in the works for her.
Thus, it was up to the cavern walls to kindly keep her company. Vibrations rumbled through those aged rocks as many other souls roamed and lurked in that den, the echoes of their words barely reaching the deepest pockets but made the stone around them tingle.
Her peace ended when footsteps’ sound traveled to her ears. Cynric didn’t stop and closed in until he towered over her seated figure.
Instinctively, Arabella leaned away to the best of her ability which wasn’t much since the wall behind her limited her range of motion.
"My son has been asking his caregiver for more cooked meat," he stated dryly at first, "Are you proud of yourself?"
"No," she muttered.
"First, no thank you and now no apology?" at those words, his demeanor shifted entirely, "You are not who you seem to be,"
Unlike anything he’d uttered before, that made her eyes dart up his way, but no retort came along with the stare.
"Are you not scared anymore?" he finally crouched down to her level.
Once again so near his breath brushed her entire face, but that wasn’t the only thing to catch her attention.
Indeed, the action proved that he donned more than his fur around the crotch. It was a stretch of fur, yes, but not of his own.