Bab 342: Weirdo by the swings

[ Harry ]

A week had passed, and somehow Harry was still in this goddess-forsaken town. He'd travelled plenty, but this was in the sticks. He understood why Aldric and his family moved to that house in the woods, with a cute town nearby. It was great for their kids to grow up in and seemed safe, but it was boring as hell. 

Harry didn't complain, though. He was purely there for Aldric. Which was odd. Before becoming a lycan and meeting Aldric and Aila, he wasn't one to stick around and play happy families. That was not his speciality. But he'd grown a type of bond with Al, a friendship he couldn't shake. 

Seeing Aldric's world shatter before him, facing his mate's death, pained him to see. Aldric was tough and wise and still had the powerful presence of an alpha, one that ruled fairly. To see him put through that and this whole week of keeping a strong face for his children touched him in a way he didn't know needed touching.