Mine: His Caged Princess
Chapter 84

Arabella went close to Night and rubbed her face in his fur, whipping his saliva. “Now you’re dirty too.” She said this, showing him her tongue and softly running her hand on his coat. “Wow! Your coat is so soft and shiny.”

Night growled at her in response.

“I will take your words as a thank you,” Arabella said, recalling how he had complained the other night about not understanding his words when he was asking her to stop growling at her. She kept touching him, enjoying his coat, until she heard a soft purr from him.

“Aww… someone just purrs like a kitty here.” She teased him, only to receive a growl from him again. Raising her hand in surrender, she apologized, “I’m sorry.”

He growled at her, at which she grinned. “Okay, fine! You can smell that I’m not actually sorry. By the way, why are we here?” She asked.

He growled at her in response to answering her question but she wasn’t that intelligent to understand that so she kept her mouth shut.

“Alpha, your phone.” Eliam brought Wylder’s phone and forwarded it to Arabella, knowing that he couldn’t keep it in his wolf form. Arabella took it and looked at both of them. “Have fun together.” He added with a wink. Night growled at him.

“Excuse me?” Arabella couldn’t understand what was going on.

“Nothing Lady Arabella. Alpha wants you to ride on him.” Eliam said on which Night growled at him for his double-meaning words. “I mean… not on his d**k but on his back,” he said and quickly flew away from there.

Night growled and was about to run behind him when Tiara stopped him, “It’s okay, my Knight in shining fur. Let him have fun.”

‘Knight in shining fur?’ Wylder chuckled while Night purred at his new name. He licked her face showing that he liked it. He liked she ran her hand on his fur.

“I need someone’s help to climb on your back,” Arabella whispered, rubbing her nose with his snout. She didn’t ask him to lower his body after all he was an Alpha and Alpha didn’t like bowing…

Wait… What?

Her eyes widened when he slumped his body to the ground. And there she thought that Alpha bowed down only to his Luna. Placing Wylder’s phone in her pocket, she swung her legs, positioning herself comfortably on his back. She softly clenched his fur, making sure that she wasn’t hurting him.

“I’m ready.” She whispered.

He growled at the warrior near him.

“Alpha is asking you to hold him tightly or you might fall when he would start running. Also, lower your body, closer to his back because the speed of the wind might throw you back,” he spoke converting Night’s message to Arabella.

Nodding her head, Arabella followed his instruction before Night stood up and began running toward the forest.

*

“You don’t need to attack the pack to get your pet. They both went out of the pack.” The informer informed Arabella’s owner.

“Perfect.”

*

Arabella hid her face in Night’s fur when the cold air hit her face. She started feeling cold because of the lack of a wolf. She made a mental note to get a jacket or warm clothes before riding on his back.

She didn’t ask him whether they were going, and even if she had, she wouldn’t be able to understand his language.

She left her head up when she felt that Night had finally stopped running. She found herself in the middle of the forest.

“Are you planning to eat me here alone?” She asked, nuzzling her face in his warm coat. He let out a low growl, looking around. She looked around sharply when she felt that he might have sensed something, but she couldn’t replace or see anything. But then she felt stupid trying to replace someone when she was just a human for now. She returned to her position when Night started running faster than ever.

After half an hour more, they finally reached their destination. Arabella wanted to say something nice, but she was busy shivering. She somehow jumped from his back, rubbing her shoulder.

Night brought her to the cliff of the mountain so that they could watch the sunset together, but he didn’t mind that she might feel cold.

He licked her face with his warm saliva and didn’t mind licking all over her body if he had to, making her feel normal. She watched him shift into his Lycan form, and his large hand grabbed her waist and pulled her close to his warm body.

She, too, hid in his fur. It was like a thick blanket in the winter. Night sat on the ground, holding her in his lap, smelling her scent, licking her, and watching the sunset.

“Something is bothering you, isn’t it?” Arabella whispered, running her hand over his hairy chest. “I will pray to the Moon Goddess to solve all your problems.”

“And yes, thank you for bringing me here. This place is WOW.” A low growl vibrated in his chest. He wanted to rip her clothes and f**k her senselessly, but she would die. Night wondered what his human was thinking by staying silent.

Maybe I’m thinking about Tiara. He had spent all his life loving her. In fact, he too loved her, but at the same time, he was feeling attracted to Arabella as if she were his mate. Even Wylder felt the same way in the morning.

Both of them stayed silent, enjoying each other’s company until Night sensed someone again. This wasn’t a coincidence.

He had sensed werewolves in the middle of the forest as well, but he ignored them, thinking that they might be traveling or something; after all, that property belonged to no one, but it was clear that they were following or after them for a reason.

“What is it?” Arabella asked when Night stood up on his feet, still holding her in his arm. She looked in the direction where he was looking and saw dozens of blazing eyes looking in their direction.

Oh, no!!