The Human Among Wolves (Aurora) novel Chapter 223

Chapter 223

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His hand reached up lazily, fingers brushing my wrist in a slow, almost absent–minded gesture, as if he wasn’t even aware he was

doing it just reaching for me on instinct.

The morning felt quiet and soft around us, wrapped in a stillness that made time feel slower. And for a moment, just one small

moment, nothing outside that room mattered.

“I need to tell you something,” I said quietly after a moment.

The shift in him was instant. His eyes cleared, fully awake now, every trace of sleepiness gone as if someone had flipped a switch

inside him. His attention locked onto me like nothing else in the world mattered.

“You can tell me anything,” he said–calm, firm, certain.

Before I could even inhale enough courage, his hand slid beneath the blanket, under my waist, warm and sure. In one slow,

unhurried pull, he lifted me and guided me onto him. My knees straddled his hips, my palms pressing softly against his chest for

balance. The movement wasn’t rushed or teasing–it was grounding, steady, a way of making sure I didn’t pull away.

I exhaled shakily. He held me there, his hands resting lightly at my hips, not pushing, just holding.

I tried to gather my thoughts as his heat seeped through the thin layers of fabric, as his eyes searched mine with a focus that made

it difficult to remember how to speak.

“Um…” I swallowed, trying again. “About yesterday.”

His grip stilled. “Okay,” he murmured, voice low. “Go on.”

“When I was walking toward the bathroom…” I paused, looking down at his chest for courage before lifting my gaze again. “I heard

something. Voices. From one of the classrooms.”

His hands tightened just barely–not possessive, just alert.

“What voices?” he asked softly.

“I don’t know who they were,” I said. “I didn’t see anyone. I… I didn’t stay long enough.”

Zayn nodded once, encouraging me to continue.

I took a breath. “They mentioned my mom.”

His expression changed so subtly I might’ve missed it if I weren’t this close. A flicker of something–concern, tension, maybe both.

“My real mom,” I clarified, voice dropping even lower. “They said her name. Cecilia.”

Zayn’s jaw worked once, a faint tic I felt beneath my hands resting on him.

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And that she’s been moved with something. My throat tightened round the words “Something I don’t understand. Something

that sounded bad”

His Thumb rubbed a show, steady line along my hip, grounding me, ging me something to hold onto that wasn’t fear of confusion

kept going, even though my voice fell small “I don’t know what they meant. I don’t know who sant it. I just ” I shook my head a little. “I can’t stop thinking about it. So I decided I need to go and t to find her,‘ I said, the words slipping out softer than 1 expected. She’s somewhere in the northern woods, I., P’ye postpone it long enough.

For a moment, silence settled between us–not heavy, just… still. Like even the air paused, I kept my eyes on him, waiting for the fight I was sure was coming, Zayn sistn’t let people he cared about walk into anything dangerous, Ever, I half expected him to tell me I was being reckless, or that we didn’t have enough information, or that there were better ways to handle this.

But he didn’t say any of that.

He just watched me, his expression unreadable at first, then something calmer moving through it. Acceptance, Understanding. Maybe even something protective, but not the kind that tries to cage you the kind that stands beside you.

Then he nodded, Slow, Deliberate,

It caught me completely off guard.

I blinked at him, unsure if I heard it right when he finally spoke.

“Alright, baby,” he murmured, reaching up to brush his thumb across my knee like he was grounding both of us. I’m with you,”

My chest tightened.

“We’ll go together.”