Problems in Paradise
779 Words
Rose
I opened my eyes slowly. It felt like I had dinosaurs on my eyelids keeping them closed. I don’t know how a dinosaur would keep my eyelid closed with its tiny hands. But that is how it felt.
I feel good.
Actually, I feel better than I have in a long time. Like I slept in the clouds. With soft matrices, and pillows you can hug and squeeze tight.
Why is my pillow to hard?
As I open my eye a little, I can see that my pillow is hard because it’s not a pillow.
He looks so cute when he is sleeping. His lashes are so long and black. I wish I had those lashes. Is it wrong to envy your mate because he has gorgeous lashes? While I have to put on a ton of mascara to make them look good.
Ugh, men.
He is still sleeping. I wonder if I can make it like Houdini and escape to take a shower. A hot hot, hot, not so hot shower.
Easy does it. First remove hands from his chest, get up slowly, next are my feet, get them slowly out of the bed, and not slowly and gracefully step towards the bathroom. Without making noise. Come on, I can do it. So far so good.
My mistake was turning to look at Matteo. I slipped and on my behind. Waking him up, and startling him. He rushed to me, very worried, inspecting every inch of my body.
Lifting me in his arms like I am a little puppy.
No words were spoken, he just looked at me.
„Are you ok?” his voice was shaky, what happened. Why is he so scarred? His eyes filled with concern.
„Uhm, yes, sorry to scare you. I just wanted to go to the bathroom and I slipped. No need …”
„Not that. I mean are you ok? You have been sleeping for 3 days straight.”
„What now?”
How do I answer to that? I have been sleeping for 3 days. But I feel fine.
„Ok… Now can I go to the bathroom and take a shower?”
„Are you sure you are ok?”
„Yes. I am fine!” I stressed that last fine and he looked at me once over and let me go.
„I am going to the kitchen. Meet you downstairs.”
„OK.” I shouted from the bathroom.
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The shower was great, it relaxed me. Now to go to the kitchen and get some food. I am starving.
Going down the stairs I notice there are no pack members. There are usually out and about at this hour. Weird. But as I get to the kitchen door all noise stops. Like they were talking about something and they don’t want me to know.
„What are you all talking about?”
„What do you mean?” Matteo is next to me and puts an arm around my middle.
„I mean that I heard you talking and as soon as you sensed me you stopped. Were you talking about me? Not that I am that important but it’s weird.”
„Actually, we were talking about you. And for your information. You are very important!”
That was easy. Making them admit to talking about me.
„What about? Were you talking?”
„I was talking to the elders about you. Why you have slept for 3 days? And about your powers.”
^Liar. ^ Who said that?
^Me. ^ Who me?
^I am a little disappointed you forgot about me, my dear. ^ Lucian? But how? In my head?
^Yes, my dear. In your head. I believe the term is telepathically. And you other mate Matteo is dishonest. ^
I did not get to continue my conversation with Lucian because everyone in the kitchen was looking at me, Matteo was concerned, Santo was unsure what just happened, and the others were just looking at me, I guess.
„Sorry, I spaced out a little. What were you saying?”
„I was asking about breakfast. What do you want to eat? So that after we can go to my office and talk about all of this. About what happened. Are you ok with that?”
„Yes. Yummy. Let’s eat. I am starving.” But I am sure that they did not believe me. At least not Matteo. He looks like someone hiding something. And not because Lucian told me, but because his wolf was not reacting me.
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