[NOUR]
Nour and the werewolf king had agreed that they would act like they didn't know each other; however tonight, he wasn't sure if he wanted the same. So when the rear door to his room creaked, Nour wasn't even surprised.
"You're home, my little Cass. I've missed you, son," the king said as he rushed towards his son, hugging him tightly. He had always hoped for the day Cass came back and for years, his son had never come home.
Granted, he knew that the young prince didn't come home on his own volition, but what else could he do other than be a father excited to see his only child come home to him?
It was a sight that made him relax and yet at the same time, it made him wonder what the hell had happened for this to be Cass's only option.
"I… You're squeezing me a little too tight, Father," the prince said to his father who just kissed his hair and kept on hugging him. He knew that this was a one-in-a-million chance and he wasn't about to let it go just like that.
