Catching feelings

Chapter 32

Larissa’s POV

I heard the front gate rustle open from Declan’s room where I was sitting on the marbled floors, softly rocking the toddler to sleep and struggling to control my own agitation.

The alpha has been gone for two days already, even the clouds outside had the appearance of impending doom. The toddler wriggled in my arms, slowly opening his eyes at the sudden wave of noise that hit the room from the living room.

Startled, I ran my hands through my hair to keep him asleep before taking away the wooden knife in his hands and placing him on the bed.

I rose to my feet, still confused by the ruckus and pattered to the door. I pulled it open and my eyes narrowed at the sight. The guards that had been loitering upstairs and wouldn’t even give me some room to breathe were now nowhere in sight.

Instead, I was greeted by a coldness that was reminiscent of regular rainy days. There was nobody around, but I could hear the new-found boisterousness that engulfed the living roo