20 Husky Trouble

Lying on the floor, Jerlina saw the beast, majestic as it is with its pointed ears, jumping down from the bed. Its collar made a slight clinking noise as it got down. It walked closer to her as if it didn't want to leave her alone. It was only then she noticed that its eyes are icy-blue.

A Siberian husky?

Her heart calmed down a bit, but as someone who has never been around dogs much, she still was not relaxed. She once had a rescue cat, but it was already old and it died within a couple of years after she adopted it.

Will this dog bite?

Still lying on her back, she extended her hand, and the dog stared back at her. She was scared to touch the dog and she decided to pull back her hand when the dog took a step forward and held her hand with its mouth.

Jerlina's heart pounded as she felt the sharp teeth of the dog pressing on her hand, but the dog didn't hold it any more tightly. She calmed down seeing the icy-blue eyes of the dog met hers.

He looked really cute with the markings around his eyes and his fluffy tail was up high and wagging.

Is this how he plays? He? Is it a he or a she?

Jerlina tried to find out but then the dog suddenly growled and let go of her hand. Jerlina felt a shiver running down her spine as she saw a bigger dog with a mean look, walking towards her.

The dog beside her got aggressive seeing the other dog and got ready to attack as it growled and bared its teeth.

Jerlina slowly got up and crawled under the bed, trembling with fear, as the dogs started to growl at each other like wolves in the wild.

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"That fried egg looks yummy!"

Bobby tried to snatch that perfect egg cooked in butter but was stopped by the guy who spent his time so early in the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Jerlina.

"Not yours, jack*ss!"

Jeremy kicked Bobby out of the kitchen.

"Look at you! In just days after your wedding, you're kicking me away, you sh*tbag!" Bobby pushed Jeremy back.

"So how was last night?" Bobby wriggled his brows with a wide grin not minding Jeremy's glare.

"Was that your idea to put flowers on the f*cking bed, a**wipe? Get out! You are forbidden to enter my house ever again!" Jeremy shoved Bobby away.

He was angry at him for that. When he went in the room last night to check on her, his heart got ripped apart seeing her lying on the floor, on the balcony out in the cold, shivering.

Only when he picked her up and came to the bed, he realized why she wasn't comfortable sleeping on the bed. He changed the sheets and tucked her in the bed afterward.

"It was Scar's idea! So tell me, did it work? Did you have a pleasant night?"

Bobby got in the kitchen every time he was pushed away by Jeremy, not minding Jeremy's angry stare.

"Get the f*ck out you f*cking tool!" Jeremy shook his head and shoved him once more.

"Language, Jerry! There's a frigging baby in the house." Bobby grinned widely. "Fine, don't tell me. I'll ask Madam Luna myself!" Bobby walked out of the kitchen and Jeremy grabbed his arm and flung him towards the counter.

"Hell no, you won't! Scar!" he got out of the kitchen and shouted at the woman sitting at the dining table feeding the little girl sitting on the highchair. His eyes softened seeing the little girl.

"Ciara!"

"Why did you come out, Jerry? Now your little lover won't eat anymore!" Scar gritted her teeth and removed the scrunchy she was wearing and her waist-length brown hair fell on her back like a waterfall flowing.

"Here, make her eat!" she passed the bowl to Jeremy, shaking her head in displeasure. "I really cannot with you two, Jerry. It's upto you to make her eat!"

"Babies are angels and they identify evil and stay away from evil..." Jeremy smirked seeing Scar clenching her jaws.

"What the...! What is this wicked concoction? Are you really a witch? It's green and smells awful" his face contorted smelling the content of the bowl.

Placing the bowl down, he picked up the baby. With a beautiful smile that would melt even the hard-hearted, Baby Ciara looked at Jeremy making his heart go mushy. He wiped her mouth that had green stains on them.

"Don't exaggerate. It's just pea puree." Scar tried to pass the bowl back, but Jeremy was not listening.

"I'll fry an egg for you, Ciara. You don't have to eat peas. Peas are the dookie of devil's pet goat. Only- "

"Goo..." The baby tried to speak pouting her lips.

"Oh yeah, poo... You know it-"

Scarlett rolled her eyes seeing those two acting chummy with each other understanding each other's thoughts.

"She cannot eat fried egg yet and she has to eat her vegetables, Jerry. Stop pampering her too much. She is not listening to me. Bobby? Can you-" she tried to get Bobby's help and ended up sighing with exasperation.

Bobby was seriously looking at a magazine about a chainsaw carving competition and he wasn't even aware of what was happening around him.

"Want to watch Duke and Earl eat?" Jeremy asked and the baby flailed her arms and legs in excitement.

"Woo...woo..."

"Yes, woo woo the whiners. Why aren't they hear yet today? They'd act as if they'll die if I am a minute late to fill their bowls but it is already-"

He paused realizing something and his eyes widened. At that moment, he heard the growl of the dogs from the second floor and his feet immediately started to move.

"Scar! Hold Cia," he shoved the baby in her arms and ran at the stairs, not minding if she got the child or not.

"Careful!" Scar followed Jeremy with her eyes as he ran towards his room. He threw the baby at her and started running.

Is it for her?

"Shh! Calm down... He'd be back soon..." she cooed the baby who started crying as she got scared by Jeremy's act.

"Duke! Earl! Out of the room this instant!"

Jeremy ran up the stairs commanding the dogs.

"Duke! Earl!"

As he ran through the hallways, he saw both the dogs exiting the room and he pointed his finger at them and showed them the stairs.

"Downstairs, right this instant!"

Earl looked at him and started to whine as he didn't want to leave. He was just seven months old puppy and he still was defiant, but Duke, the twelve year old dog knew how to make him obey.

After some 'husky talk', both dogs went down the stairs and Jeremy heard them howling as they tried to soothe the crying baby.

"Jerlina..?"

Making sure the dogs left, he entered the room. This is the biggest room in the house and it used to be his bedroom. The dogs must have entered as usual forgetting his command not to enter the room.

"Jer-"

His heart shattered to shills seeing her crawling from under the bed. Her hands were trembling as she was on the floor on her fours and she looked like she'd faint any moment.

Swallowing his pain, he spoke in a soft voice, "Were you scared? They don't bite... They are huskies, they don't-"

"Is everything fun and games to you, huh?"

Her amber eyes met with his and he was stunned.