[NOUR]
Walking back home with Grant was something else.
It was a feeling so new to him and while Nour had come to the palace more than once, walking with Grant in public, felt like he was about to enter the trial-by-fire phase. He was a patient man, one who could wait for as long as Grant needed.
However, if only they both went pretending to be so into each other this could have been easier.
Nour noticed the stares he was getting from the werewolves and for a moment it felt like he was intruding. This was his home, and they were his people, but that didn't feel as welcoming when he heard the whispers they had on their lips.
Sure, his life wasn't always going to be a cup of cake for him, but he sure hoped that after everything, they would be able to have a sit-down and be just a ruler and his people. It was their truth after all.
