Siran finished all the papers in a bundle to start with the accounts. The pressure of his alpha not being in the pack put a lot of responsibility on his shoulders that he shouldn't and couldn't delegate to anyone.
He was grateful that his wife was taking care of the other things, like organizing new members, tracking supplies, and making excuses for everyone who asked why they hadn't seen their alpha for days, even when their zeal was due to have finished. In addition, the question of where his fiancée was was the most common, especially from his puppies, who did not stop questioning Sara about the whereabouts of their mother.
The pretext that they had gone off with Layan to resolve some urgent matters would soon fade.
Siran felt sorry for her. Dark spots appeared under her eyes ruining her natural beauty. He heard her sigh all the time and although she responded with her usual smile, he could see how concern was overwhelming her more and more.
The door to his office opened revealing a tray in her hands.
-Dinner- she put it on the table and began to organize the papers that had gotten out of place- Any news? -
The beta denied and continued in his own way.
-Okay- she kissed him on the cheek and walked to the door.
-Aren't you going to ask me to look for him?- The wolf knew her well enough to know that it wasn't normal that she wasn't throwing a tantrum because her husband hadn't just moved the strongest wolves and they had gone out looking for their protector.
She turned and put on a forced smile again, the one that hid all her emotions.
-You are very busy with all the work of the pack. If you haven't, your reasons will have-
The beta nodded and went back to his own thing, hearing how she left him again in the solitude of the immense study. He was grateful that his wife didn't put more work on his shoulders. He had not felt any alert from Hades or any calls, being his beta he was more sensitive to knowing if he was in danger, so he only focused on keeping work up to date.
The door opened again, revealing Leoxi with his serious face.
-I just talked to Sara-
-That saves me explanations- he wrote some numbers on the sheet.
The twin saw the plate of food on the table.
-Hey, I know you're worried like everyone but Hades is a straight and upright alpha, capable of defending his own. It will be fine, so you should think more about you- he pointed with his head from where he had entered -And your wolf-
Siran stopped what he was doing.
-What's wrong with her?
-Why don't you take care of her a bit, she seems about to fall apart. Although she smiles at everyone, those of us who know her have realized that she is trying hard-
Siran sighed running his hand through his hair. He had to admit that these last two days had hardly seen each other. Only when she brought him some information or food, as he spent all his time in the office and only stopped to eat or take a quick bath.
With so many things around him, he had noticed the change in Sara but he didn't think that much. He could be her husband and the wolf that had marked her but he would never fully understand her.
-Can you take care of this? - He pointed to the things on the table, there was still someone who could trust that work, even a little -I would like to rest and see some matters-
Leoxi sat on the sofa smiling.
-Go and if tomorrow I see Sara with the same expression as today I promise to hit you to the core, do your magic-
The beta growled at him and grabbed something light from the plate, bringing it to his mouth and realizing how hungry he was.
He walked in the direction of his room where the scent of his partner grew stronger. At that time of night she must be making her bed, she was not a wolf to be up so late unless it was a full moon or their bodies had a fiery encounter.
He opened the door and the room was dimly lit. He looked around for her and found her sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to him. She was hunched over hugging a cushion and her shoulders were shaking slightly.
He sighed coming closer, and saw her wiping her face. He sat back and wrapped his arm around her waist while he placed a small kiss on the back of her neck.
-What happened?-
She pulled the cushion tighter and stopped the sobs that refused to hide.
-Nothing, I'm just tired, you don't have to worry, you already have many things to think about-
He sighed again, realizing that lately he did it very often and kissed the crown of her head.
-If you don't tell me what happened to you, I'll go and sleep somewhere else. I have the night off and I want to vent
She turned quickly and hugged him burying her face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and stroked her back trying to calm the sobs that came back again.
-Where is he, Siran?- He never leaves without telling me. He had not recovered from his jealousy- his words were drowning in the fabric of her shirt- What if something happened to him? What if he's in danger?
The wolf now understood her change of mind. He had never competed for her affections with Hades. Starting off they were totally different. He did not remember the moment when the wolf had started to interest him, after all, he had been raised as the right hand of the alpha prepared to have a cold mind to protect the pack in the worst case and he had always thought that he would never have a wolf for life.
From the first time he had seen her and his alpha had adopted her as his protege, she had chased him around like a shadow. But the day she left, claiming that since he did not love her and that she would marry that stranger who was courting her and she thought he was relieved, his whole world turned on him and from being used to loneliness, he saw himself in the need to be accompanied all the time.
He hadn't fallen in love with Sara overnight, but now, years later, no one wouldn't take her away from him. She knew how to fill all those needs in her life. Their relationship was not perfect, but it was balanced.
-Hades will be fine and Nebraska for sure too. Layan is a son of a bitch but he won't do anything to start a war between the packs, he's too smart for that-
He felt her lift her head with a pout.
-Really?-
-Really-
The tear-stained, messed-up face made him give a little internal snort.
-Come, I'll give you a bath. You need to rest. I'll be with you all night and help you relax - and most of all I knew how.
He put his hand under her knees and carried her towards the bathroom where a huge tub had water halfway. He only needed to turn on the faucet so that the hot water would fill the other part as he placed it on the edge of the sink and began to remove her blouse.
Sara raised her arms as she passed the cloth over her head. Her husband's fingers parted her pants and she rose a little so that he could remove them along with her underwear.
-Kiss me- she asked with the same voice that made her remember when she was young, she implored him to let her sleep in the same room.
Siran took off his own shirt. He took her chin between his fingers and kissed her lips. A soft kiss, calm and relaxed, as they had not given each other in a long time.
He turned off the tap and checked the temperature of the water. He finished by taking everything off and approached his wife.
-Come on- he grabbed her arms and made her hold his neck but she pinned him between her legs and kissed him again. Siran let her savor it, taking the opportunity to outline the slim back to finish on her buttocks that he squeezed between his fingers, drawing her towards him, pressing both sexes.
He heard her moan on his lips.
-First let me wash you little one, then you are free to do whatever you want with my body-
She nodded and held onto him as he held her thighs and pulled them both into the tub straddling the beta.
He grabbed the soap and scrubbed it between his hands until a thick foam came out. He caressed his wife's neck, tracing the curve of her shoulder, her collarbone. He continued to descend into her arms, intertwining their fingers.
Sara just stood still watching her wolf run over her body, paying attention to every inch of her skin. His fingers found the birth of her small breasts and then with her raised nipples asking for the required attention.
-You're not chattering like we always do- He received no response.
With his nails he caressed the area around both of them and then took them with three of his fingers and squeezed them. Sara had to bring her hands back and hold onto her husband's strong thighs as he played with delight with her breasts.
-I shouldn't have used so much foam- she heard him curse under his breath and knew what he meant.
Siran was addicted to biting her breasts and other things when they did it. Sara knew it was the part of her anatomy that he liked the most even if they weren't prominent.
And after so much insistent attentions throughout their years together it had become a very sensitive area. So she was biting her lip, holding back the moans only with the weak caresses.
A hand drew her to the back of her neck and her husband's tongue ran over her lips.
-Don't bite yourself. We are alone, you can moan as much as you want-
She smiled. Anyone who did not know the beta and only saw him would think that he was a hard block of ice that only inspired fear, but she could confirm that under that shell formed by his education; He was someone very attentive, sweet and when she had mentioned to Nebraska he was good in bed she had not exaggerated and he was about to prove it again.