My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86: Chapter 86 Steam and Strength

Elena’s POV

The morning patrol had already passed through the forest when I spotted them during my photography session. Their massive forms moved with silent grace between the towering pines, and I couldn’t resist capturing their majestic presence on camera. Each wolf stood proud and powerful, their coats gleaming in the dappled sunlight that filtered through the canopy above.

Several shots later, they continued their route, leaving me alone with the whisper of wind through branches. I spent the remainder of the morning exploring different clearings and scenic spots, my camera clicking steadily as I documented the natural beauty surrounding our territory.

By the time I returned to the packhouse, the sun had climbed high enough to warrant lunch. Briar had stirred from her morning sleep, and we shared a quiet meal together before I spread a soft blanket across the living room floor. She settled onto it with obvious delight, her tiny hands reaching eagerly for the colorful toys I arranged within her grasp.

Every electronic beep and musical chime sent her into fits of delighted laughter. The sound bubbled up from her chest in pure joy, and I found myself chuckling along with her infectious giggles. These moments felt precious, watching her discover the world through such simple pleasures.

The afternoon brought Damien home with Caleb trailing behind him. Both males immediately gravitated toward Briar, eager to join our impromptu play session on the floor. Their presence filled the room with warmth and the easy banter that had become our family’s rhythm.

Before long, Briar’s feeding time arrived, and I gathered her close for nursing. The quiet intimacy of these moments never failed to ground me, reminding me of the profound connection we shared. Once she drifted off for her afternoon rest, I seized the opportunity to tackle the mounting laundry pile.

The familiar routine of washing, folding, and organizing clothes provided a meditative break from the day’s earlier adventures. Damien had retreated to his office to handle pack business while Caleb settled at the dining table with his afternoon snack.

I joined him there, sliding into the adjacent chair with genuine curiosity about his day.

"How did everything go at school today?" I asked, studying his expression for any signs of trouble.

"Pretty normal, I guess. But those boys were bothering that girl again." His matter-of-fact tone carried an undertone of frustration that made me lean forward slightly.

"Were they really? Perhaps their parents need to hear about this behavior," I suggested, already considering which approach might prove most effective.

"Don’t worry about it. I handled the situation myself." The confidence in his voice made me pause, though concern flickered through my thoughts.

"What exactly did you do to handle it?" I asked carefully, hoping his solution hadn’t involved physical confrontation.

"I explained that if they continued picking on her, my father would be very unhappy with their parents. And that he might assign their families some really unpleasant pack duties. That made them back off pretty quickly." His explanation carried a note of satisfaction that both impressed and slightly worried me.

"Exactly right, sweetheart. Self-defense is always acceptable," I confirmed, ruffling his hair affectionately. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

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