The Wolf Who Saved Me

“What are you waiting for? Come out of the room,” Reule ordered.

I took a deep breath before standing and opening the door. As soon as I opened the door, I could see that the door of the room across mine was wide open. Reule was standing across with sharp eyes like someone who was about to eat its prey.

“Were you happy about what you heard?” Reule asked.

“What are you saying? I was not listening. It just so happened that I was near the door when you told me to come out,” I replied.

“Oh, really? Then why is your face red?”

“It’s just hot, and your Lila made me angry earlier.”

“Only earlier? But I know. I am sorry about it; she is just jealous. She is in love with me, you know. Come over here.”

I was hesitant, but I didn’t want to anger him even more, so I strolled towards him. As I went inside, the room was not a bedroom. Beautiful painting filled the room, and there was an unfinished one. I couldn’t help myself but move closer to that painting.

“Is this me?” I blurted.

“Yes. What do you think?”

I could not respond for a second. It might be unfinished, but the way it was done like as if it was a photocopy of myself. It was perfectly made.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“I just realized how ugly I am with the bags under my eyes.”

“You may have those, but it doesn’t matter. To me, it’s simply beautiful.”

I looked at him and thought, was he trying to tell me that I was beautiful.

“Who made this?”

Reule smiled and softly said, “I did.”

My eyes widened, and I immediately said,” You paint, too?”

“Yes. Painting is the most relaxing thing that I can do. Whenever I am stressed, I paint.”

I looked all around, and I could see how professionally each painting was made. I could not believe that the arrogant and selfish man beside me, who seemed like he didn’t know anything aside from fighting and flirting, could do this. He doesn’t look like he appreciates the arts, but he could paint really well.

“Did you paint all of this?”

“Yes.”

In one corner, I saw a black and white painting of a woman. She was so beautiful that I asked, “Who is she?”

“My mom.”

I looked at him and said, “You don’t look like her.”

“Yeah. A lot of people say that. I look like my father.”

“I think so, too. Do you miss her?”

“Every day. But whenever I do, I look at this painting, and I feel like she is here with me.”

I looked at him, who was looking at the painting of her mom with longing. I wanted to know more about his mother, but I didn’t want to make him sad. I understand how it feels even I long for my mother, too.

“But why did you paint me? Where did you take a picture of me?” I asked, trying to change the topic.

“Well, I could not find any other subject to paint. I want to paint someone or something new. And you are the latest member here, so I chose you. I took a picture of you on your first time joining the party after the evening run.”

“How sneaky you were to take a candid photo of me!”

Reule chuckled and said, “Candid pictures are the best. It captures the natural beauty and real emotions.”

“But I’m lost for words. I still could not believe that you are a person who loves the arts.”

“What exactly do you think am I?”

“Hmm.. I know you could be a good leader; aside from that, you are an arrogant and selfish asshole who is very good at fighting and flirting.”

Reule laughed and said, “Well, you know the traits I would like the world to see. But that’s just a quarter of who I am. Now, you know I could cook, and I could paint. Tell you what, only a few people know that. I am telling you a secret, so don’t tell the others about it.” ”

You mean none of the pack members knows that you cook and paint?”

“Some of them know I could cook because Nana Lolita keeps bragging about it. But painting no. Only Nana, Adriana and Landon know about it.”

“Since when did you start painting?”

“Since I was nine. My mother was my only supporter. My father is interested in turning me the best Alpha that anyone could ever know.”

“I understand. What made you love painting?”

“I loved it because it shows a lot of deep emotions without even saying anything.”

“Did you study painting?”

“When my parents were alive, no. But when they died, I took some classes abroad. I can’t study here. I don’t want anyone to know about it.”

“Are you exhibiting your paintings?” ”

Yes, once a year in Italy.”

“Wow! You must be well-known there.”

“They don’t know me as Reule Conrad. I used a different name.”

“What name did you use then?”

“It’s up for you to find out. Now, let’s go down. Let’s prepare for the evening run. Nana Lolita and Adriana are on the way back, but we must start so we don’t get late.” ”

Alright. What do you want me to do?”

“Make the salad.” “Again?”

“Yes. Do you know any other dish to cook?”

“Hmm.. I am not sure if you would eat.”

“Exactly. You better stick in making the salad then.”

We went down, and just as we were about to reach the kitchen, Nana Lolita, Adriana and Landon arrived.

“Hello, Senorita Wren!” Nana Lolita said with a smile.

“Hi, Nana Lolita. How was your visit to the other pack?”

“It was great! They were very hospitable. I like them for my Adriana. Are you ready for the evening run?”

“Actually, Alpha Reule and I are heading to the kitchen to prepare the food to cook.”

“Great! Landon came to help us prepare the barbecue and arranged the table and chairs.”

I glanced at Landon, and for some reason, he made me feel uncomfortable. I don’t know if it was because he was looking so handsome and with a beautiful smile.