Equals: War And Love

11.

At this moment, she is seated in a position of attention. Moreover, I do not enjoy it.

At the time that I was sitting next to her, her body was touching mine. I am experiencing her touch for the very first time. This is a little bit electrifying. My entire body is experiencing waves upon waves of warmth, happiness, and a sense of fulfillment. I can feel it on every level.

Sirius is now in a restful state. On the inside of my head, he is rumbling. The soft growls that he makes can be felt in my chest. Howdy! Oh, he is overjoyed. Everyone can sense the jovial atmosphere that Sirius exudes. There is a possibility that they could also hear its low growling too. This is a little bit embarrassing.

Despite this, I still want it more.

Suddenly, I feel a shift occurring next to me. I am focused on her. She is moving closer to Alice and is looking out the window at the same time.

My feelings of dissatisfaction and melancholy begin to surface as I begin to feel them. My hand closes into a fist, and then I let it go.

"Hey, how is your face doing? Do you feel a great deal of pain? Apologies for the unexpected halt in traffic.

She is looking at me. "Yes, it is causing some discomfort. But I'm doing fine." She is once more looking outside.

At this moment, she is not wearing a scarf. There is a loose knot in her long black hair that is tied to her left side. They have a pleasant and velvety texture. Besides being lovely, it also has a pleasant aroma. The odor is not that of shampoo; rather, it is her scent.

I let out a sigh and pick up the phone to call our pack doctor. "What's up! Would you be able to visit us at our home right now, Uncle Peter? It is imperative that you consult with someone... no, no, my parents are fine. There is someone who has been hurt, and you need to check on them... okay, then we will meet up.

It is his day off today, so he is required to be at home.

It appears that she is expressing some gratitude to me through her eyes as she looks at me.

A surge of warmth that is brimming with joy is reaching me.

To hell with this mate bonding! Every single one of her actions, regardless of how big or how small they may be, is having a significant impact on me.

I let out a sigh.

Our car was able to arrive at our house. We exit the vehicle and walk away. She appears to be completely captivated by our home as she gazes at it. That she enjoys our home makes me very happy.

She was waiting for us to arrive. With a warm greeting, she opens the door for us. Alice gives her mother a hug and presses her cheek. Parents are also greeted by Nelson and Nathan.

"Hello, Mrs. Dasan!" Fima responds in a low voice.

Her mother goes and gives her a hug. Hello there, my dear! It was Zach who informed me about you. I sincerely apologize for the accident. I was looking forward to meeting you. She gives her cheek a gentle kiss, expressing deep affection.

Even though she gives her a hug on the back, she is tense. On the surface, she appears timid and uneasy.

The mother understands, and she takes her hand and leads her to the room that has been prepared for her. She enters and takes a liking to it. I am able to pick up on it in her eyes and in her face.

The term "Fima"

The very large house that was waiting for me there is waiting for us when we get out of the car.

"Our locality encompasses the entirety of this area. We are located in close proximity to Zach's residence. It is located far away." Alice directs my attention to a house in the neighborhood.

It is impossible for someone who lives in a densely populated city like me to say that house is close by.

Large yards can be found in front of the house as well as in the backyard behind it. The location is serene and stunning, with a substantial number of tall, verdant trees. I have the impression that this entire neighborhood is a park.

It appears that Zach's mother is the person who greets us as we enter the room. She has sharp eyes and a sharp nose, and her hair is blonde. Her hair is blonde. Although she must be close to forty years old, she possesses a robust body structure. She is enormously taller than I am. As I stand next to her, I feel ashamed.

She gives me a hug and a kiss. I've never heard of that before. I am not accustomed to receiving greetings of this nature. The only people who can give me a hug in my country are my blood relatives who are elderly women. Rarely do people kiss. I believe that she is aware of my disquietude. While she walks me to my room, she takes my hand in hers.

There is a very nice room that has been prepared for me. It is furnished with a single sofa, a book shelf, a table with a chair, and a comfortable bed. It is neither excessively large nor excessively narrow. It is uncomplicated, but it is very coziness and pleasant.

Two doors are presented to me by Mrs. Dasan; one of them is for the closet. The closet is large enough to accommodate all of my garments. I am able to conceal myself here on occasion if I so desire. The bathroom that is attached to the house has another door. Two more doors can be found in the room. A single one of them allowed us to enter, and another one of them has the ability to take me out of the house in the backyard. In close proximity to the entrance is a window.

After opening the glass door, I proceed to step onto the miniature wooden porch that is adorned with miniature flower tubs. A two-step descent will bring you to the ground from the porch.

The mansion is enormous and stunning in its design. However, I am grateful to have this room because it affords me some degree of privacy. When I leave the mansion, I won't have to walk all the way across it. I have access to this door.

A car is parked in the parking lot of the house, according to what we have heard. My visit from the physician has arrived.

As soon as I am settled into my new room, I go to the doctor to get checked out. The doctor and I are left alone by Zach and the other individuals. Following the examination and treatment of my wounds, he grants me some medications and offers me some guidance. The physician is a pleasant individual. I believe that his friendly smile has the potential to reduce the severity of his patient's illness by fifty percent.

Although he is informing others about my physical condition, he goes to talk with other people.

When that is over, Nathan will come to see me. "Hey, I just saw the doctor, and he told me that you are doing well. You simply need to relax and take some time off from your worries. Your well-being will be assured by Mrs. Dasan. I have to leave right now.

I grin and then say, "All right. I appreciate you coming along with me. I will see you later.

"Yeah, later."

Additionally, Alice and Nelson depart.

It is Mrs. Dasan who looks after me very well. Since I arrived in Canada, this is the first time I've been here, and someone is taking fantastic care of me. I became ill shortly after arriving here, but there was no one else present to help me. In this location, I faced my challenges by myself. As a result of Mrs. Dasan's many concerns, I am experiencing a warm feeling within my heart; she is bringing back memories of my mother. I can't help but cry in private. The tears are so stupid that they have no idea how to stop.

The sight of me crying causes Mrs. Dasan and Zach to feel anxious.

"Oh, my Lord! It is Mrs. Dasan who asks, "What happened?"

"What's up! How are you doing? Zach asks, "Are you in good pain?" The sincerity that he exudes is audible in his voice.

I have nothing to say, Mrs. Dasan. The ice of loneliness is melting as a result of the warm caring that you are providing. My stupid mouth blurts out my emotion to them, "So the water drops are coming out of my eyes," and they express their confusion. The level of embarrassment I am experiencing right now is beyond description, but I am thankful to them.

Both Mrs. Dasan and Zach perform a series of eye blinks during the conversation.

A sudden laugh comes from Mrs. Dasan. Oh My God! It is very nice to hear you speak. And because we are here, I hope that you will never again experience feelings of loneliness.

"Thank you." I say this with a grin on my face.

She says it with a friendly tone, "You are always welcome, honey."

I turn my attention to Zach. He is staring at me without pausing for a moment. I have no way of knowing what he is thinking. The man is peculiar. But the way he is staring at me is making me feel something. When I look away from him, I move my eyes.

In addition, I am thankful to him. Even so, I believe that he is a decent young man.