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NOAH

"How is Mia?" Xander asked.

"What? why would you ask such a thing? How would I know?"

Xander frowns at me, "Because you spent the whole night beside her bed."

I coughed into my hand and looked away, "Oh right."

Xander leans foreward, "You have feelings for her Noah?"

Maybe, "No, I don't."

He nods his head, "Good. Don't want anything to come inbetween your duty and commitment to Sophie."

Who? "Sophie?"

"Yes...Sophie, the girl you are engaged to? The one who you are going to marry in order to unite the pack?"

I nod my head, "Oh right...that Sophie."

"As soon as Izzy gives birth, they will arrive for the wedding."

I nod my head. But I couldn't help, but rub my chest. I felt my heart...hurt?

"When do you think Izzy will give birth?"

Xander leans back and sighs, "Mia said possibly in a month...it sooner."

That wasn't long at all. I felt as if I needed more time. I need more time. I can't get married that soon. I stand up from my chair and rub my face.

"You okay buddy?"

I nod, "yeah, im gonna go get some air."

MIA

Izzy and Zapora stayed for a while, but they had their own families to tend to.

I always wanted my own family. A mate I was married to, whom I loved, and some pups. As my mind wondered off, I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have a family with Noah. I smiled. He would be a good father.

I look outside and see that everything was blanketed with white sheets of snow. It looked beautiful. I really wanted to go out there. I look around my room, well actually Noah's room. I see one of his thick jackets. I was hesitant to wear it but he was in a meeting. I will put it back before he would even notice. My body was still very weak, but at least I wasn't collapsing. I slowly made my way down stairs and snuck onto the front porch. There was a chair with a thick blanket on it. Perfect. I sat down and released a deep breath. That was hard work. I wrapped myself up tightly and breathed in the crisp air. Everything looks so beautiful. The trees were sparkling with frozen branches. The ground looked so clean and untouched. The sky was bright and blue. Some of the kids were making snowmen and snowangels. The child part of myself really wants to join them.

One day I will be doing this, but I'll be watching my owns kids play in the snow...along with their father.

"Mia?" I look and see Noah. I wrapped the blanket a little tighter so than he won't see his jacket.

"Hey."

He frowns in concern which made me frown in confusion, "What you doin out here aye? Are you trying to get worse or something? Bloody hell woman, you're going to be the death of me."

I giggled quietly.

"Up you get."

"Why? I'm fine and warm. I don't see why I should stay inside."

He stepped a little closer, "Because you almost died last night. Today you are feeling better and I'm not going to let anything jeopardise the healing process. So get your ass up back into the bedroom."

I roll my eyes playfully at him, "Of course because you are a king and I have to do everything you say."

"Don't give me sass Mia."

He looks at the kids, and I stuck my tongue out at him. I slowly get up from the chair, leaving the blanket behind.

"Is that my hoodie?"

I instantly fel the red pour into my cheeks. Damn I forgot about it.

"Ummm...yes...I um...because you see...I thought that-"

Noah rolls his eyes, "Look I don't give a shit. I do give a shit about you being out here."

I nod my head. Right. Well at least he wasn't angry?

"Wait! That's' my custom made jacket."

I cringe. Yep there it is.

He groaned, "You had to pick that one didn't you."

"Well I'm sorry! It's not my fault that it wa the only clean item of clothing in your whole wardrobe."

"I have clean clothes." He stated.

"Really? Because by the smell of it...you haven't."

He steps to me and growls. And I didn't something really unexpected. I growled right back. Wow! Little Mia is feeling confident today, isn't she?

He point back into the house, "Go to your room!"

I scoff at him and turn around. A wave of dizziness course through my head making me lose balance. I leaned against the wall and groaned.

"Mia?" Noah steps a little closer.

I wave him off, "No...no I'm fine. Really."

I take another step, but I almost collapse. I'm still so weak.

Suddenly, sparks dance across my body. Noah wrapped an arm around my waist, lifting me up slightly and helped me walk. I couldn't help, but lean into his touch a little. Once we reaches the stairs I groaned. This is going to hurt like hell.

"Bloody hell. Stuff this." Noah mumbles. He lifts up up full into his arms, carrying me bridal style up the stairs.

"I could have walked." I said.

"Yeah and I would probably be 100 years old by the time you reached the top."

I growled at him, "I didn't know the beast had a sense of humor."

He suddenly stopped walker and looked at me. "Beast?"

I shrugg, "Yeah. Your whole presence screams beast to me."

He clenches his jaw but keeps walking. Once we got to his room he laid me down onto the bed, which in fact had brand new sheets on it. So it felt clean and soft to the touch.

"Thank you." I mumbled.

Noah just nodded. He was about to walk out the door when I asked, "Why did you put me in your room when I was really sick?"

He smirked at me, "Like you said Mia. My scent calms you."

***

NOAH

I am in my office looking at the report that Eddie laid out for me. It seems that the rogues have increased around our boarders. Dozens of them sniffing their way in. They would be trying to get to the Luna. They may even think that we let Mia dye since we never gave Lizzy to them. This may send a message that we do not submit easily to the rodents of the wolfing world. I need to find a way to get this whole operation down. 

Eddie said that Matheseus was only one of three camps. He was the first stage. It was his job to provide this organisation with boys. Maybe if I captured a rogue, I could get information out of him about what this organization was trying to achieve. 

I lean back in my chair and sigh. I've been at this for hours now. I need to take a break. I got up from my chair and walked out to the kitchen. 

MIA

I was resting in my bed when a  knock sounded at the door. I open my eyes and instantly smiled when I saw not only Kieth, but a little girl with him. 

"Mia? Can we come in?" He whispered. 

I nod my head. Kieth came running and jumped on the bed. The little girl was still standing at the door, looking to the ground. She was shy. 

"Who's your friend Kieth?"

He looked back and smiled, "That's my cousin, Lily."

I nodded my head, "Oh. Lily, would you like to come in?" She shyly nodded her head and came unto the bed. 

"I told her that you know the story of the hellhound, she really wants to hear it. Can you tell it to us?"

I was hesitant, "It's pretty scary, are you sure you want to hear it Lily?" I asked softly. 

"I-I-I want t-t-to hear i-i-it...p-p-p-p-please." My heart broke when she spoke. She stutters, no wonder she is so quiet. But I did not want to make fee self-concscious so I acted as if I didn't even notice. 

"Okay, get comfy you two."

Both of them leaned against me and listened. 

"The natural order of the wolfing world, is Alpha Beta and Omega. However there was a fourth, the fourth represented something dark and eternal. A being so dark that  people called it the devil dog, or the black wolf. But in our world, we call it...the hellhound. The human's believed that the hellhound was a three headed dog of Hades. However, the hellhound was not the name for a three headed dog, but three seperate wolves. two of the wolves were twins, their names were Sozen and Ozai."

"Who was the third?" Kieth asked, 

"The third was the most ruthless of the pack. His name...was Zeus. And they were the three demon wolves of our world. They ravaged through packs and killed without hesitation. No wolf or alpha could defeat them. However, they were not always like that. They were once three little pups. But were abandoned when they were young. They had to fend for themselves, feed off of scraps of other packs that would not take them in. They would beg for Alphas to accept them into their families, but no one wanted them. They thought of them as the lowest of the lows. One day, they were trying to find some food, for they have not eaten in days. They stumbled across an abandoned castle. They went in with hope finding some kind of recourse. And they did. They found a feast waiting to be consumed. They didn't hesitate to devour the food that had been presented to them. Once they were fool, they decided not to linger, so they left. One of the three young wolves, stopped, on the way out."

"W-w-who?" Lily asked. 

"Zeus. He found a white rose. He was so stunned by it's beauty that he picked it. But he didn't know that the rose was spoken for. The earth started to shake beneath their very feet. Their young faces, striked with fear. A beautiful witch appeared to them. But she was angry with the little wolves, "I sought to satisfy your stomachs with a feast. I kept you warm in my castle. And this is how you repay my kindness? You dare touch my sacred roses?"

Zeus fell to his knees and begged for mercy, claiming that he did not know. But the witch wouldn't have. She cursed the three wolves with immortality. But dark immortality. She hardened their hearts and souls to live in this world as if they were dead men walking. They would have no mate. They would live with only each other."

Lily gasped and sat up, "But he Zeus didn't mean it! He didn't know!" she exclaimed. 

I smiled at her, "That was what the witch thought as well. You see, she was not entirely cruel. She let their to be a way out of their curse if someone were to love one of the Hellhounds, despite their monstrous deeds they have committed. Only then, will their curse be lifted from their souls. So, they will walk the earth without a heart or soul, waiting for their curse to be lifted. The End."

Lily frowned, "That was a sad story."

"I liked it! Though I wouldn't like the hellhounds if I saw them."

Lily frowns at Kieth, "I would like Zeus. He just made a mistake and needs someone to love him."

"Would you love him?" I ask. 

She nods her head, "Yes!" I laugh. 

"Okay, it's late. You guys better go before your parents wonder where you are."

I look at the clock and see it was eight. It was early, but I was exhausted. I buried myself in the thick blankets. I took a deep breath, smelling Noah's scent and I slowly fell asleep. 

However, that sleep was shortly lived because I woke up at around 2 AM and I couldn't get back to sleep. But I knew why I coudn't. My fingers were yearning to press on the keys of a piano. I doubt Noah would be there, but nonetheless, I still wanted to play. 

I was still very weak, so I walked slowly to the garden library. I went through the roses and saw the opening. I was right, Noah wasn't there. I was hoping that he was. But he wasn't to my dismay. I walked to the piano and sat down. My fingers were stiff, but I wasn't going to let that stop me from making music. 

NOAH

I've been in the kitchen for a while now. It was late and everyone had gone to bed. I was just sitting at the bar and drinking some whiskey. 

What was I going to do about Mia? She's my mate. I knew that for sure now. But I am a promised man. I am promised to another. I didn't know what to do. I was thinking about staying away from her, I couldn't let her get hurt from me being married to someone else, that is if her feelings for me are the same as my feelings for her. 

I groaned and rubbed my eyes, "What do I do?" I mumbled to myself. I do admit that my feelings for her have grown significantly when I admitted to myself that she was my mate. She was my mate. I chuckled, who knew that would happen. I suddenly frowned, I wondered what my wife may thought of this. She probably would have shouted at me for not being with Mia sooner. I smile to myself at the thought of my wife. I do love her still and I think I always will as I should. Just because she was gone, doesn't mean that my love for her will dye. But I knew that I needed to live on...hopefully...possibly...with Mia. But I still felt a little conflicted. My past is so big and dark, there is no happiness at all. Could she really accept all of me? as I am? including my past? Would she think I was weak? A failure? 

My ears perk up when they heard music. A piano, playing a song, but not any song. The song that Mia played for me the first night she came into the garden. The song that I thought she would never know, but she did. 

I stood up from the stool and followed the beautiful sound. it was as if she was calling to me? I walked up the stairs, into the room, down the hallways of rose bushes until I saw Mia, sitting at the piano with a blanket around her shoulders, playing. Her eyes were close, as they always were when she was playing. Every night when we would meet at the garden, while she thought I was reading a book, I was always staring at her while she played. She had her eyes closed the whole time and yet she knew the keys so well. 

I just stood there, watching my mate play the piano. 

MIA

I finished the song and sighed. I was starting to feel a little tired and weak, but I wanted to play one last song. I played the song that I wrote for Noah...well...he doesn't know that and I don't even think I knew. I just wrote it and was constantly wondering if he would like it or not. As I was playing, my hands became more cold and stiff, it was getting harder to press on the keys. I accidentally pressed on the wrong key, ruining the melody of the song. I grunted in frustration. I looked down at my hands and saw that they were pale. I moved them around and rubbed them together, hoping to generate some heat. But nothing was working. 

Suddenly to large hands held mine. They were warm and rough. "Your hands are freezing." I looked up and am met with Noah. My breath hitched. "You came." I whispered. 

And for the first time ever, I saw Noah's eyes soften, "of course I came." He looked back down to my hands, he brought them near his mouth and he breathed hot air into them, making them feel better. I wasn't even watching what he was doing. I think I was just shocked and stunned that he was here and doing this. I felt like I was meeting the Noah I met from the start again. 

"I like it." Noah said, without looking away from my hands. 

I frowned in confusion, "What?"

"The night you played your song to me. You asked me if I liked your song. I thought it was one of the most beautiful piano pieces I have ever heard." My eyes widen. I felt so overwhelmed. He liked it! He loved it!.

"You liked it," I stated. 

Noah nodded. He stood from the chair, "It is late Mia, and you are still sick. You need rest."

I nodded my head. I felt strange and cautious of this new behaviour from Noah. It was so unlike him that I was expecting him to say a mean comment or ignore me, or worse, acted like he never cared again. 

We walked down the hall of roses. My legs were getting tired. Noah seemed to notice. He swept my off of my feet and I gasped. I glanced up at his face. It was still hard and emotionless, but I come to realise that...that was actually just his face. I giggled to myself at the thought. That was his resting bitch face, or more like his resting emotionless face. 

We came to the bedroom, he laid me on the bed. I snuggled in and was already almost asleep, but not fully because I heard him say one last thing before he left and I don't think he intended for me to hear it. 

"Rest...my angel."