The Human Among Wolves (Aurora) novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407

Kael

The cold air outside the tower hit like a wall the moment we stepped out of the building.

Snow had started falling again while we were inside, slow thick flakes drifting through the dark Moscow streetlights and settling across the pavement in a quiet white layer that muffled every sound around us. The city felt strangely calm for a place that had just witnessed a fight violent enough to destroy half a

penthouse.

But that was the thing about cities like this.

No one looked too closely.

Not at night.

Not when the people responsible for the mess had enough power to make problems disappear before morning.

Viktor had already brought the SUV around by the time Anastasia and I reached the curb. The engine hummed quietly, exhaust curling into the freezing air as he leaned across the passenger seat to push the back door open.

“Get in,” he said.

Anastasia hesitated beside me.

It wasn’t fear exactly.

More like the shock hadn’t finished wearing off yet. Her eyes flicked back toward the building behind us for a brief second before she forced herself to move.

She climbed into the back seat slowly.

I followed after her.

The door shut with a heavy thud, sealing us inside the quiet warmth of the car.

For a moment none of us spoke,

Viktor pulled the SUV away from the curb smoothly, merging into the empty late-night traffic while snowflakes streaked across the windshield.

Anastasia sat stiffly beside me.

Her hands were folded tightly in her lap, fingers twisting together like she still hadn’t convinced herself that she was actually out of that penthouse,

Without saying anything I shrugged off my jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

She blinked in surprise.

“You’re shaking,” I said simply.

“I’m not-”

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Her teeth chattered slightly before she could finish the sentence.

I raised an eyebrow.

She sighed quietly and pulled the jacket tighter around herself.

“Thank you.”

The car continued moving through the quiet streets, Moscow’s skyline sliding past the windows in a blur of yellow lights and dark shadows.

For several minutes the only sound inside the vehicle was the steady hum of the engine.

Then Anastasia glanced at me.

“You really killed him.”

It wasn’t a question.

“Yeah.”

She looked back down at her hands again.

“That vampire…”

“Lazarus Sidorov.”

Her eyes lifted again.

“You knew who he was?”

“I do now.”

She was quiet for a moment.

Then she studied my face more carefully.

“You’re not human.”

“No.”

“I figured.”

That earned the faintest hint of a smile from me.

“What gave it away?”

“The part where you turned into a giant wolf and tore a vampire’s head off.”

“Fair.”

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The tension in her shoulders loosened slightly.

Then she hesitated.

“You’re a prince.”

I glanced at her.

“Technically.”

“Technically?”

“I’m a Lycan prince.”

Her brow furrowed slightly.

“A Lycan… so like a werewolf?”

I shook my head.

“No.”

She blinked.

“…No?”

“No.”

“What do you mean no?”

I leaned back slightly against the seat.

“Werewolves shift under full moons, lose control half the time, and usually spend the rest of their lives trying not to eat their neighbors.”

Her eyebrows lifted.

“Okay…”

“Lycans shift whenever we want,” I continued calmly. “Keep our minds. Keep control.”

She tilted her head slightly.

“So you’re a… better werewolf.”

1 smirked.

“Exactly.”

Anastasia stared at me for a second.

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Then, to my mild surprise, she laughed.

It was a small laugh.

Quiet.

But it was the first genuine sound of relief she had made since we pulled her out of that penthouse.

“Better werewolf,” she repeated.

“I’m glad you find that amusing.”

She shook her head slightly.

“I’m just… trying to process all of this.”

“That’s fair.”

The city lights slid past the windows while Viktor guided the SUV onto a quieter road.

Snow had started piling along the sidewalks now, covering parked cars and empty benches in thick white layers.

Anastasia shifted slightly in the seat beside me.

“Why did you come for me?”

The question was soft.

Honest.

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