Love Baby Wolf's

Lost In Your Shoulders

He hides his face on Lucy's little shoulder. Hugged her slender waist until the girl was locked in a crib. Arzen did not allow the girl to leave.

"I saw it.." murmured Arzen.

Lucy said, "See what?" tanyanya doubt.

"I know who brought Loofyn to you" Arzen said.

Lucy smiled, "Well, why didn't you take her home? Where is he? Finally Loofyn can meet with parents—"

"Can't." Arzen shakes.

"Eh?"

At that time, he knew the atmosphere was bad. Arzen is not as usual who is always haughty and strong. He was like a baby who whined to be hugged by his mother.

Lucy returned the hug by touching Arzen's arm. "Arzen," he called her down.

He could feel wetness in his left shoulder. It wasn't because of the rain marks that made the man drenched. But the warm tears of sadness that he could feel.

"What's happened?" Lucy asked and the atmosphere felt more and more sad.

He didn't think an Arzen would cry in front of him. He never imagined the half-wolf to show his weak side. His burly hands hugged Lucy tightly.

"It's gone, very far away," she trembled.

In that instant, Lucy understood what had happened. What happened to Arzen and Loofyn also made it crowded. Lucy restrains her so she can strengthen Arzen.

"Let's go in first" he asked Arzen.

He took Arzen to the back garden. It feels like it's happened before. The back garden is not just a garden and a warehouse, but a place to tell stories.

Lucy thrusts a clean towel for Arzen to clean his wet. Very heavy rain has subsided but the inner turmoil has not. He contemplated half a day while holding the towel.

Lucy hurriedly brewed the warm tea. He also brought a hairdryer for Arzen. "It may be foreign to you, but I'll try it" she said before she used it on Arzen.

"Hot," chirped Arzen.

Lucy then approached and dried Arzen's hair to dry. "This will help dry you out quickly" he said.

He kept stroking and using the dryer on Arzen's hair. Each swipe makes Arzen a little sleepy. He did know humans were not violent creatures, but he only knew there was something as gentle as this.

"Enak, right? It's made by man not by magic" Lucy said because she knew every object would be counted as magic by Arzen.

The man nodded, "Yes. My hair was dry very quickly" he said.

Lucy did something else. He went back and forth into the house taking this it. Starting from towels, hair dryers, warm tea, and also clean clothes.

Feeling stared at, Lucy paused and asked, "Do you want to say something?"

Arzen showed his ragu face. Lucy sighed, "I won't ask you anything. I don't want to spoil your mood" he said.

"But if you need a place to tell a story, I can be a good listener. I'll hear you until you're done telling me," he said.

Something as heavy as escaping from Arzen's mind. The man kept looking at Lucy, he had no idea what he was feeling right now. It was like she was bringing new hope to him.

"If you need me, I can listen to you" said Lucy.

When Lucy turned around and was about to move, Arzen suddenly stood up from her seat. He held Lucy's arm so the girl wouldn't leave. His gaze was the same as when he came home, sad.

"You want to berce—"

The man again buried his face on Lucy's shoulder. Makes the girl almost fall for keeping balance. Arzen did not support him because both hands were beside the hand.

"I'm sorry. Please take care of Loofyn for some more time" he said.

Lucy nodded even though she knew it would be difficult. She has no experience as a mother. On one side of the baby he was caring for was a wolf child.

"I will find a way to release Shinre Jade as soon as possible." said Arzen who glanced at the end of the sentence.

Lucy nodded at what Arzen said. He will not interrupt or comment. He had no idea what they were talking about in the magical world.

"Actually, I already know. I felt something telling me to just shut up" Arzen said in his heart.

Without even expecting it, Lucy touched his head. Grooming it is soft like tranquilizing magic. Blood rippled around his heart and face.

"Why is it comfortable? Is this a sign of danger of being comfortable?" thought.

He knows he will be even more dangerous if he is still in his current position. Moreover, Lucy's pheromones are increasingly crooked. He could make it clear because it was so close.

Arzen got up and held onto both of Lucy's arms. Staring at the girl as if she wanted to interrogate the perpetrators of the crime. Lucy also looked at him, she was the girls filming the drama.

"Are you already—"

Arzen shook his head, "No. Sorry, I can't tell you yet. It was too complicated until I was confused as to where to start" she said then left.

"Ah, I borrowed it for a bath" he chirped from the bathroom before I closed the door.

Lucy smiled to see him. "In a moment he will be back as Arzen always was" he said.

Inside, Arzen leaned against the bathroom door. He held the corner of his lips to smile. While his hands closed and scooped his face with a huff.

"Argh, shit!" erang dalan heart.

"What'sthis? I never knew before..."

He squatted there, "Why am I feeling annoyed and happy at the same time?! Why can't I explain this?!" the noise hit his chest.

Luckily, the bathroom walls were made soundproof. He never felt so frustrated like this. There are many things around that are unexplained and make him confused.

"Huh... is too much trouble until I am confused which one should I solve first?"

During the shower, he did not feel tired. Even more tired because he keeps thinking about problems. He took a shower and went to look in the mirror.

"What are you looking for, exactly,?!" nagging when the mind is fixed on the enemy who roams in the head.

...>>><<<...

"Your Majesty! What to do about this worthless corpse?"

A man does not see his face covered by a shadow. He smiled, more precisely grinning. The smoky rod he put in an ashtray.

"Don't you guys do anything. Just lock it in the magic room" she ordered you .

He smiled back in anguish as his servants retreated. In his hand he throws apples and eats them. Breath flying from the oria.

"Basic... You think I'm gonna stay quiet?" muttered.

Then he shot a magic arrow at the portrait painting in front of him. A dashing man painted there. Then the man in the shadow held the magic arrow.

"You think you can fight me, huh? You moron..."