Saving Arya [3]

[ARYA]

"Mykolajki?" Arya called out, unsure whether this was also just another joke.

Nikita wasn't supposed to be here, not when she was in her own peace. She was getting the much-needed break and was fixing shi in her life in her own way.

She was reminiscing about the count of times when life has been good and when she was once a child who didn't have to worry about being a girl in the werewolf power worlds.

She was caught in the middle and was in a fix, but she was Arya, she would always have a way out and that was the downside of always being the strong girl. Then again, it wasn't like she would complain anyway. She has proven her ability more than once.

"Arya," Nikita responded to his mate, his voice lowering with concern. He was worried he had showed up late. He was scared that she would resist and he couldn't do anything. He was after all just a human who was bound to her.