Chapter 11
_Mira’s POV_
The next morning, I felt a new sense of calm as I got dressed and made my way downstairs.
The nightmare still lingered in the back of my mind, but Aaron’s presence had soothed me
enough that I managed to sleep afterward. I was grateful for him, for how he had stayed with
me when I needed it most.
As I entered the dining room, I saw Aaron already sitting at the table, reading something. He looked up and gave me a warm smile. He gestured for me to join him.
“Good morning, Mira,” he greeted. “Did you manage to sleep after… everything?”
I nodded, settling into the chair across from him. “Yes, actually. Thanks to you. I don’t know what I would have done without your help last night.”
He shrugged as if it were nothing. “It’s no trouble. I told you I would be here whenever you need
me.”
His words made me feel a little lighter, and I found myself smiling. “Thank you, Aaron. It
means a lot.”
He took a sip of his coffee, studying me thoughtfully. “So… are you adjusting? Feeling any better about being here?”
I hesitated, glancing around the room. “It’s… different,” I admitted. “But in a good way, I think. Everyone here is still getting used to me, though.”
He chuckled softly. “They’ll warm up to you, Mira. Give them time.”
I nodded, and a question popped into my mind. “Aaron, if you don’t mind me asking… where are your parents? I haven’t seen them around.”
His smile faded slightly, and I immediately regretted asking. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-
“No, it’s alright.” He paused, looking down at his hands for a moment before speaking. “They died a long time ago. There was… an accident.” He took a deep breath, then looked back at me, his expression calm but a little distant. “I was their only son, so I took over the pack with the help of my Beta and Gamma. They’re like family to me.”
“Oh.” My voice was soft, and I felt a pang of sympathy. “I’m so sorry, Aaron. I didn’t mean to bring up something painful.”
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He waved his hand, offering a small smile. “Don’t worry about it. It’s part of life. We move on and do the best we can, right?”
I nodded, admiring his strength. He seemed so resilient, despite everything he had been
through.
Then he turned to me, his eyes gentle. “Do you miss your family, Mira? Or… friends from your old pack?”
I swallowed, unsure how to answer at first. “Not really. I didn’t have a lot of friends there, and
my family… well, they didn’t care much for me.” I felt a dull ache in my chest as I spoke. It was
strange to say it out loud.
Aaron’s gaze softened, and he reached across the table, placing a comforting hand on mine. “I
am sorry, Mira. You deserve better than that.”
I shrugged, trying to brush it off. “It’s in the past. I just… I hope I can make new friends here.”
“You will,” he said with a confident smile. “And I’ll be here to help make sure of it.”
His words brought a warmth to my heart, and I smiled, feeling a spark of hope. After
breakfast, Aaron stood and extended his hand to me.
“Come on,” he said. “I want to show you around. There’s a lot more to see here than just the
mansion.”
Curious, I took his hand, and we walked outside. The grounds of the pack territory were vast and beautiful, even more than I had imagined. He led me down a stone path toward a garden filled with flowers of all colors–roses, lilies, daisies, even bluebells.
“This is the flower garden,” he explained. “Some of the pack members like to come here to
relax and clear their minds.”
I inhaled the sweet fragrance of the flowers, letting it wash over me. “It’s beautiful.”
He smiled, watching me take it all in. “I thought that you would like it.”
From there, we walked to the training grounds, where a few pack members were sparring and practicing their moves. The air buzzed with energy, and I could feel the strength and discipline
of Aaron’s pack.
“These are the training grounds,” Aaron said. “We have some of the strongest warriors here. They work hard to protect the pack.”
I watched in awe, feeling a surge of admiration for the warriors. They moved with such precision and power, and I couldn’t help but feel a little envious.
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As we walked, he showed me other places around the territory–a small stream that ran
through the woods, the stables, even a lookout point with a view of the surrounding forest. It
was all so peaceful, so different from the pack I had left behind.
After a while, I turned to him, feeling a sudden curiosity. “Aaron, if you don’t mind me asking…
how old are you?”
He looked at me, a bit surprised, then chuckled. “I’m thirty–two. Why?”
I shrugged, feeling a little embarrassed. “I was just curious. You seem so… put together. Like
you have been doing this forever.”
He laughed, a warm sound that made my heart flutter. “I guess I have had a lot of practice.
But it’s not always as easy as it looks.”
I nodded, taking in his words. “Have you ever met your mate?” The question slipped out before
I could stop it, and I bit my lip, worried I had overstepped.
But Aaron’s expression softened, and he shook his head. “No. The Moon Goddess never
blessed me with a mate.” He looked away, his voice quiet. “I have been on my own for a long
time.”
“Oh,” I whispered, feeling a strange ache in my chest for him. “I’m sorry.”
He shrugged, his gaze meeting mine again. “It’s alright, really. I have learned to accept it.”
I hesitated, the words bubbling up before I could stop them. “I guess I’ll be alone, too. My mate
rejected me, and second–chance mates are so rare…” My voice trailed off, and I felt a lump in
my throat.
Aaron reached over and took my hand in his. His touch was warm. “Don’t say that, Mira.
You’re not alone. And you never will be.” His eyes held a softness, a depth that made my heart
skip a beat. “I’ll always be here for you.”
I looked into his eyes and I could see something I hadn’t noticed before–a flicker of affection,
something deep and genuine.
Was he… falling for me?
I felt my cheeks warm, and I quickly looked away, my heart racing. “Thank you, Aaron. Really.”
He squeezed my hand, his voice soft. “You’re welcome, Mira. You deserve happiness, and I’ll
do whatever I can to help you find it.”
We stood there in the quiet, a comfortable silence stretching between us. His hand in mine
felt so natural, like it belonged there, and I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe… just maybe,
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there was something more between us.
As the morning sun rose higher, casting a golden glow over the garden, I felt a sense of peace settle in my heart. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I wasn’t just passing through–like I had a place, and maybe even someone who cared for me.
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