Assassin's Shadow

18. Cry me a river

Shadow's POV

For the rest of the day, I decide to stay in my room.After taking a shower and getting dressed, I sit on the bed in silence as my mind drifts off to my parents.

My eyes start to well up with tears. Why did they give me up? Where are they now? Are they still alive?

My unanswered questions come to a stop when I hear a knock at the door, but I dont answer it. Im not in the mood to talk. I look at the door to make sure it's locked so a certain someone can't invite themselves in.

I don't want to be bothered and would rather be alone right now. I dont want to be a Luna and want to get attached to these people. I dont plan on staying much longer.

Another knock comes and before I can tell them to f**k off I hear a soft gentle voice from the other side of the door.

"I am sorry to disturb you, Luna. Dinner is ready, and the Alpha wishes for you to join him."

I roll my eyes and scoff. He's the last person I want to see right now. I don't want to keep having the Luna conversation. I've made up my mind, and he should accept that.

He doesn't even know me, the real me, to even attempt mating me. Another knock on the door jolts me from my thoughts.

"Luna, are you there?"

I still don't answer. Maybe she'll go away if she thinks I'm not here. There's a moment of silence before I hear the lady's footsteps walking away from the door and then descending down the stairs.

That's when I finally let out a breath, I didn't know I was holding, as a relief. I'm pretty sure Savon will be at my door next. Ugh!

I'm beginning to miss the isolation Roman forced me into. I wince as I remember the first time he threw me into the basement.

It was worse than the basement at Lexington Orphange, by far. Roman would make me sit in the basement all day except for training. It was the only time I was allowed out, which is why I love to train.

That was my freedom, my hope, and my future. Roman did not want people to know I existed. Sometimes, I think he forgot I was down there, leaving me to deal with starvation and dehydration.

Afterwhile, I embraced the isolation. I became used to it, with Ferro's help, of course. Without Ferro, I would've died a long time ago.

Unshed tears fill up my eyes as I flutter them closed. I remember the amulet he gave me on my birthday.

I look down to my chest and pull the necklace from under my shirt, revealing the beautiful shimmers of gold and shades of violet around the engraved wolf.

I grab the amulet and place a kiss onto it, then hold it against my chest on beating heart.

That's when I smell him. The strong scent of sandalwood and citrus. I inhale deeply, and my sorrows begin to ease.

He gets to the door and just stands there. I wait quietly to see if he's going to speak or just barge in, but he does, neither.

He walks off. Sadness slowly creeps into my being as I hear Zephina whimper in my head.

I wrap myself in the covers with my knees to my chest and my head down. The tears break free from my hold and flow down my cheek. I bring suffering to all, even to my own wolf.

'I'm sorry, Zeph.'

I'm met with silence as she retreats further into my mind and blocks me out. I cry harder as I lay my head on the pillow that soon becomes drenched in tears and snot.

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I don't know when I fell asleep, but the urge to pee interrupts my peaceful slumber. With my eyes still closed, I try to throw off the covers and hop out of bed, but the covers seem...heavier... and... is breathing.

I spin my head to the side so fast I think I gave myself whiplash, and that's when I see it. Savon's burly arm is around my waist as he lays behind me, spooning me.

I should be mad right now. How the hell did he get into my room again and without the key this time? I roll my eyes.

I can't help the satisfaction growing in my core at the sight of him in my bed. A warm feeling begins spearing through my body. Tingles and sparks where our skin meets sends electric currents throughout my body.

He's so beautiful. He looks so delicate and sweet when he's sleeping. The strong urge to touch him makes me turn in his arm to face him. I do it slowly, not wanting to wake him.

I catch myself staring like a weirdo but I can't seem to look away. I admire his plump pink lips screaming to be caught in mine. I bite my lip trying to hold back the naughty thoughts appearing in my head.

I lift my hand and using my index finger I lightly trace the features of his face. His jet black hair is disheveled and hanging in his face.

I move the pieces of hair and then run my fingers through the rest of his thick locks of hair. I continue running my fingers through his hair until I feel him stir and then I stop.

He groans and then grabs my hand putting it back on his head. I giggle and resume playing in his hair.

"I love your laugh. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard."

I smile and look away to keep him from seeing me blush.

"You've probably said that same line to someone else."

He lifts his head up, propping himself up with his elbow on the bed and his head on his shoulder, getting a clear view of me.

"No. I don't hand out compliments to everyone."

"well, in that case, thank you for the compliment."

"mmhmm." I look down at him and he's looking into my eyes while his hands rub my inner thigh, creating a heat to stir in my core.

I gasp as his hand softly grazes my middle. He let's out a low chuckle. He knows what he's doing to me and I hate it.

I clear my throat and grab his hand to remove it from torturing me. I suddenly remember I never made it to the bathroom, the perfect reason to excuse myself.

"I have to pee can you release me now?"

He flashes me that famous smug smirk of his and removes his arm. I get up and run to the bathroom shutting the door behind me.

I emerge from the bathroom and see Savon standing by the door. Then I realized I'm suppose to be mad at him, because how and when did he get in here?

I open my mouth to voice my opinion about his invasion but he cuts me off.

"You were crying and screaming in your sleep last night. I came in to check on you and seen you weren't doing well so I stayed with you to keep an eye on you."

I start rubbing the back of my arm and then scratch the back of my neck. It's something I do when I'm nervous or anxious.

"T-thank you."

"Don't mention it. Put on something nice and meet me downstairs in fifteen minutes."

Without hesitation he walks out the room, closing and locking the door behind him.

I look at the closet and then the dresser. f**k he mean wear something nice, do I look like the doll me up type?

I shake my head and roll my eyes. I'm sick of this place already.