Chapter 8 Brother and sister

"In fact, the reason why I was driven out was because my sister could not turn into a wolf when she became an adult, but I never treated her as a burden, instead she was my motivation and belief to become stronger. Because of her, there is the person I am now. I believe Adele is the same for Alpha Aaron."
Adele stared at me seriously. "Really?"
I nodded and said. "Ask your brother yourself if you don't believe me."
Adele pouted, and I wasn't sure if she was satisfied with my answer. But the good thing is that she has stopped crying and just put her head down and played with her clothesline.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief and pondered in my mind whether to tell Aaron about it.
Fog, however, suddenly let out a small cry of surprise. "Ava!"
What's going on?
I responded to her mentally and subconsciously looked up to scan the entire room.
Everything is fine, only the door.
I clearly remember closing the door when I came in earlier. But it was now hidden in vain, leaving a gap in which there was even a corner of a piece of clothing.
Someone is eavesdropping.
"Who's there? " I asked loudly and stood up and quickly walked towards the door.
Fog whispered a warning to me. "You'll startle him like that."
"I don't care." I answered her, it made no difference to me whoever was eavesdropping here.
I'm an undercover agent, and an undercover agent is supposed to be open to all contingencies all the time. Not to mention that being overheard or spied on is beneficial and harmless to a person who has just entered the wolf pack.
They only allowed me to gain trust faster, no matter who was coming.
Sure enough, by the time I reached the door amidst Adele's panicked eyes, there was no one outside the door.
It seems he is very responsive.
I definitely don't think I just misread it, and even if I did, Fog won't admit he misread it.
What's more, this smell in the air is not unfamiliar, and if my memory serves me right, it has just appeared in a certain Alpha's office.
This made me start to smile.
I'm starting to find the siblings interesting, at least more interesting than I thought they would be.
Adele was still staring at me, panic and confusion making her look very pitiable, she gently bit her own lip and asked me. "What happened?"
"It's nothing." I walked over and squatted down to gaze level with her. "It's not anything troublesome, don't worry about it."
"Really?" She looked at me with some concern. "We didn't just say anything, did we?"
"Sure." I nodded at her, showing the firm look that nothing really happened.
"Will it get you in trouble?" She continued to press. "If so ......"
"No. It won't." I grabbed her by the shoulders to try to calm her down. "Listen to me Adele, there will be no trouble whatsoever. But right now I need you to do something, can you promise me that?"
The latter comment calmed her down and she looked at me, waiting.
"I know you didn't plan for this, but Adele, you should talk to your brother."
Her eyes widened.
"Again, he's a relative, and I'm sure he'd love to talk to you." I looked at her, keeping my voice soft.
"The time is just right now, you can go over there, I know he's in his office. "
"I ......" Adele looked at her toes and rubbed them around on the floor.
Finally looking at me with determination like. "Yes, I'll go, if that's the right thing to do."
I also hope this is the right decision, without being selfish about it. I also hope more than anything that the relationship between the siblings will get better.
After all, I know how rare and lucky it is to have a sister of one's own in a wolf pack to survive with a close embrace.
Such luck would make any person cherish her existence more, and as for whether she has her own wolf, whether she has the ability, who cares?
All I care about is whether she's happy or not, and whether anyone is giving her trouble.
Although I do hope at times that she will be brave enough to protect herself from anyone.
More than anyone would like.
Reader's POV
Aaron had been standing there for quite some time before he slipped quietly through the doorway of her room, and he wasn't sure what kind of psychology he was using to stand there motionless.
From the time he heard Adele running back into the building from outside crying in his office, he immediately dropped everything he was doing and rushed over.
In fact, he knew that Adele would not say anything to him even if he ran over like this.
She didn't even need comfort.
Because she would run happily to open the door when Aaron knocked, like a little elf without worries, and her face was not even marked with tears.
She still smiles sweetly when she comes to the door, just as she always does, so Aaron can't ask anything to express his concern.
But he still had to come over, he had to come over and give her a hug, or just touch her head and tell her he was still there. He has to pretend that nothing has happened, and then find every reason to find those people and fix them hard, preferably so that they can never say anything.
He even thought about his commitment before coming.
A beautiful silk dress, or a moonshine candy, Adele is always very happy with these.
But he didn't expect Adele to be crying so much, nor did he expect her to even be in her room.
She clung to the woman, her sobbing voice hitting his ears like a giant hammer.
For a moment, Aaron almost wondered in his mind why he wasn't a female wolf, if he could take good care of Adele if he was one.
"Because of her, I am who I am now. "
He was so moved by the words that he forgot to control his breathing and was discovered, and had to duck out of the way in a hurry.
On the way back Aaron kept thinking about his experiences over the years.
He thought of the territory he used to grow up in, and the powerful parents who, until that day, he thought could do all the things in the world.
Only later they also died, falling in a pool of blood, their fur gradually hardened and lost its luster.
He has exhausted all his passion and strength for revenge and survival, and has to worry about his berserk disorder every single day.
He was worried that he would not hurt his only sister, and that he would not be able to restrain his wolf pack and put everyone in a dangerous situation.
Yes, everyone knows the Blue Moon Pack, a wolf pack of rouges and betrayers.
But no one has ever observed that this wolf pack of rouge and betrayers also has some ordinary people who have no fighting ability and who were once used as slaves.
Adele says people say she was picked up.
How is that possible?
How could she have been picked up? When she was a cub he curiously lay by her cradle and spoke to her, and for so many years they were each other's only family, their only reliance, and their only warmth.
Aaron wondered if his brother was so incompetent that he naively thought a silk dress and a moonshine candy could coax his sister to forget those razor-sharp words.
He also never knew that Adele would think that way in her mind.
Aaron sat at his desk staring blankly at a pot of greenery on the table, that was given to him by Adele on his birthday last year, she said green will make people calm, so he always stared at it when he had nothing to do.
Not a moment later there was a soft knock on the door and he looked up from his thoughts to see Adele's figure appearing in the door frame.
This is a rare thing for Adele, who rarely comes to Aaron of her own accord, and before that Aaron rarely noticed it.
Adele approached slowly and he noticed that this time she was no longer wearing a smile and he saw his sister with tears in her eyes holding her arm out towards him.
"Adele," Aaron called out her name and took her into his arms, remembering how he had held her close through long winter after long winter many years ago.
"It's okay Adele," he stammered, awkwardly wiping her tears.
"Aaron," she drawled. "Brother, I didn't want to be a burden to you, never did. But I know, I know I always have."
She hung her head down sadly, her voice hoarse from prolonged sobbing. "I know I can't do anything, and everyone says so. Even you, and you never refuted it."
Aaron said aloud in his mind, "I've been retorting!
But now, Aaron just ached for her tears. He stroked her head over and over again, repeating. "No, I never thought so."
"It doesn't matter what you look like, Adele. with or without wolves, can you do something better. You're the one for me." He struggled to make her look up into his eyes.
"The only family, just like I'm the only family you have, too. How could I not like you. And I've never thought of you as a drag."
Aaron looked at her and gripped her shoulders. "Even when you moved into a small house four floors away from me with such thoughts and no longer wanted to be in my office, I never thought of it that way."
Geez, he thought it was what girls always did when they were growing up!
"I thought you hated the fact that I always had my legs up on the couch."
Adele was amused by this last statement and looked at her brother in a haze of tears.
"Okay, but you're setting them up on the arm of the couch right now."
The two men looked at each other and started laughing at the same time with their heads down.
Amidst Adele's crisp laughter, Aaron quietly decided in his mind to take the unruly female wolf off his watch list for a while.
Sure, just for a moment. He didn't think it was out of some kind of gratitude, and in fact that gratitude didn't last long.