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ANNA’S POV
“Oh my! Oh my! You both scared the living daylight out of me,” Mom exclaimed, rushing toward us the second we walked through the front door. Her hands flew to her chest, and her face was tight with worry. “Where were you two?! I called and called! It kept going straight to voicemail.”
Everyone was already waiting at home, Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, and Omega Agnes. They were all gathered in the living room, and every single one of them looked like they hadn’t slept all night. Their faces were pale and drawn, eyes wide with fear
and relief all at once.
I bit down on my lip hard, trying not to show how embarrassed I felt as my cheeks burned hot. I didn’t need anyone spelling it out, the second she said that, my mind flashed to what had happened in the car, and I had to look away for a second. noveldrama
“We were… busy,” Ryan said, way too casually for someone who knew exactly what he was doing. He tightened his arm around my waist like he didn’t care who noticed.
“Really busy,” Dad added, raising one eyebrow and giving us both that look that made my stomach drop a little. Like he knew everything. Like he didn’t even need to ask.
“You’ve got your mark!” Mom gasped suddenly, her eyes locked on Ryan’s neck.
Ryan smiled back proudly. “Yeah, Anna’s gotten her wolf back.”
“Really?!” Mom gasped, stepping closer to me, her hands already reaching for my arms like she needed to confirm it herself. ” Anna, honey, is it true?”
I nodded slowly, feeling the weight of it all settle in my chest again. “Yes, Mom.”
“Does it mean…?” she started, her voice catching.
I gave a small smile. “Yes, Mom. I’ve gotten my memories back too.”
Her face crumpled immediately, and she pulled me into the tightest hug, her arms wrapped around me like she was afraid I’d slip away again. “Oh, my baby,” she whispered against my shoulder. “My baby…”
“Oh dear,” Dad said, walking closer with tears in his eyes, rubbing my back gently.
“Come here, my baby,” Omega Agnes said, arms wide open, and I walked straight into them, not even bothering to hide the tears in my eyes.
“You got us so worried, Anna,” Grandpa said. His jaw was tight, his voice firm, but there was emotion swimming behind his stern eyes.
“Do you have any idea how scared we were?” Grandma added, hands planted firmly on her hips, her voice trembling. “Running off like that… What if something worse had happened?”
“I’m sorry,” I said softly, eyes on the floor.
“You should’ve never left this house without a guard,” Grandpa said, his tone stern despite the slight shake in his voice. “We told you. We warned you. And look what happened!”
“Grandpa-
“No,” he cut in sharply. His brows furrowed, his voice rising. “I almost lost you, Anna. Do you even understand what that would’ve done to us? To me?”
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“We begged you,” Grandma said, her voice barely holding together. “We begged you to let someone follow you. But you were so
own.” stubborn… so sure you could handle it all on your
“I’m sorry,” I whispered again. “I really am. I didn’t think-‘
“You didn’t think at all,” she snapped gently, shaking her head.
“She’s home now,” Omega Agnes cut in gently, rubbing my back. “That’s what matters.”
Everyone took turns hugging me again, this time more emotional than before. It was like the room had turned into a whirlwind of relief and tension, everyone talking at once, everyone smiling through misty eyes.
“About George and Sophie…?” Ryan finally asked, looking at Dad.
The room fell quiet immediately.
Dad took a deep breath, his jaw tight. “They were declared dead. The explosion… their bodies were almost unrecognizable.”
Ryan nodded, his face unreadable, but I could see the storm in his eyes. He just stood there, silent, his arm still wrapped around me. I knew he was probably replaying everything in his head. I knew he was trying not to feel guilty. Honestly, I was too. But the truth was, they did it to themselves.
Just then, the doctor walked into the room.
“Great, Doc. They’re here now,” Mom said quickly, stepping aside.
I held up a hand before the doctor could say anything. “Mom, I’m fine. My wolf healed the injury.”
“Still…” she said, her voice soft, worry laced in every syllable.
“Ughhh…” I groaned, shaking my head, but there was a smile playing on my lips.
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
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