FATED TO THE LYCAN TRIPLETS

CHAPTER EIGHT

MORGHAN POV

Returning from an impromptu shopping trip with Lexi all I wanted to do was go to bed, the girl can shop! Me not so much. I have never wanted for material things, even as a BETA, my parents allowed me things as I wanted them, but wealth was viewed differently in our Pack and Pack-house.

As I walked in the in the door, I felt different, felt like someone was around me. I know that’s impossible, there have been guards around all day. Shrugging the feeling off, I place my bags on the table and make my way to the bench, I’m going to need coffee if I am to deal with his Lordship. I don’t know why he irritates me so.

Our meal came and went pretty much without incident, just the usual intenseness from his Lordship. With the meal over and me having nothing to focus on besides my mother and her mate.

Then I realise my second biggest mistake, I let my guard down. Now I may understand my risks of being here even more, I can feel a discomfort in my head, then I see his lordship looking at me with an evil glint in his eyes.

I want to talk to uncle Red; he can’t invade my mind like that. Excusing myself to retire for the night, then his Lordship went to complain, thanks mamma for the distraction, I think to myself and leave before my meal makes a new appearance.

Back in my room I shower and head straight to bed. Reaching down, just under the bed to grasp the box of precious letters and trinkets. It’s not there, not where I put it last night. Panic rising in my stomach, my throat, constricting, it takes not les than a second for me to slip off the bed, I look beneath the frame.

I am relieved when I find it is still there, just not to be in the place I thought I left it. Shaking off any questions trying to raise themselves, I don’t intend to lose any sleep over it tonight, I am just too tired. Taking my picture of my father and I, looking at us, telling him I love him, hold my picture close then kiss it before returning it to the box.

Prying my eyes open, it feels like I have only just gone to bed, although a quick glance at the clock next to the bed I see that it is almost eleen a.m. Surprised that his Lordship and mother let me sleep this long.

I’m not entirely sure how I have managed to be left alone. Stretching, yawning and in general attempting to muster the energy to drag my tired ass out of the comfort of my bed, perhaps today I can find a comfy spot to keep reading the book I bought yesterday.

My morning routine behind me I sluggishly make my way out to my kitchen in major need of caffeine. I don’t know why I am so tired right now it’s not usual for me.

As the door opens, I smell coffee, surprised, I don’t remember setting the program last night, then I notice the television is on. With my heart now thudding wildly at the thought of someone being in my space.

Not even thinking about my phone, I try mind-linking Lexi, but it seems she is not available, her walls are up this morning. The door to the Guest-house slams open against the wall with a bang, startling me, my small squeal followed by another squeal, when someone walks out from the guest room I have.

Lexi’s voice halting me in my tracks, the man that walked out from the guest room captivating my attention. He is wearing jeans, a tight white T-shirt, with enough muscles and bulk to keep my attention. He is Fine! like F, I, N, E, fine, oh! so FINE! He is Sexy! My gaze not leaving the God-like looking guy.

“Hey Babe,” Lexi says quietly next to me as she nudges me so that I look away from him. Once she has my attention she pointed back to the man I was just ogling. “Babe, this is Logan, the oldest of the triplets, he usually comes home early each holiday, when he does, he normally stays here in the guesthouse.” Then she turned to Logan, “Logan, this is Morghan.”

Now I understand why the coffee was ready she purposefully did that, because she was trying to hide his scent. I’m gonna have words with her, Oh! Am I ever!

“Nice to meet you, Morghan.” Logan says as he extends his arm, outstretching his hand to shake my own. My breath catches, then I manage to squeak out, “Nice to meet you too.” I reply as I shake his hand. When our hands touch, his hand much larger than mine, his engulfing mine completely.

It takes him a while for him to shake my hand, but he doesn’t let my hand go once he does, there are strange tinglings, it’s almost like a buzzing or fine vibraton, I can feel it from the tips of my fingers to the lower part of my arm. I’m not sure what they are but wow. I miss the feeling instantly when he finally releases his grip.

The next few hours seem to pass by quickly, I don’t even notice the time when my phone rings, its my mother, “Hello mamma, is everything okay?” I ask, knowing that this call is unusual, she never calls me. “Well, I was just calling to let you know that Lord Malachai and I wont, be home until the morning.” He words surprising me, I wasn’t even aware they had gone anywhere. “Um, oh, Okay, I guess I will see you tomorrow sometime then, I love you, mamma.” I think I managed to hide all my surprise before I hung up.

The news of mamma and Lord Malachai stying away creates a new vibe in the room, its more relaxed. “So, Logan, why do you come home early from school? Better still why do you come home early and then hide in the Guesthouse?” I ask, chuckling at the question.

“I like to get home and gather important information about what my father is up to, when he knows I am home, he just loads up the jobs for me to do and drags me to Business meetings and then all sorts of boring business stuff.” Logan’s words surprising me, “Business meetings? Why would he do that when you are home for a week or two before you return to school for exams and things.” I ask.

Logan’s eyes on me, he raises one brow at me and says, “Oh, well Morghan, you haven’t seen my father at his best, he is still behaving for your benefit. Oh, and your mothers benefit of course.”

I look up at him wondering what he means by that. “Is my mother in danger?” I ask the question without a thought, he seems to be a little surprised, but he doesn’t seem offended thankfully.

“No, your mother is his Fated mate, he would never hurt her, he is just a very dominant man, in general at times he treats us boys more like robots than people, but your mother will always be safe, he will even go as far as to protect her with his life.” Logan’s answer reassuring me,

Somehow, we made our way to the table where Lexi had placed coffee down for all of us. As I sit down, I take a breath, then I pick up on a scent, no longer obscured by the smell of brewing coffee. I try not to make a fuss, I feel a little lightheaded, asking Lexi to grab some fruit from the fridge, “I haven’t eaten, and now I am lightheaded.” I explained.

Then the scent washes over me again, its Logan, his scent is engulfing me, it’s making my head fuzzy. He smells like, Cedar and Sandalwood, it’s a crisp smell, it’s not overwhelming, nor is it unpleasant, actually quite the opposite, I want to stand right net to him or maybe sit on his lap.

I keep my gaze on my shoes, I know they would see something in my eyes. I try to move a little to avoid the scent, needing some fresh air, I am worried, I feel like this is a bond of sorts, but I know I would never be mated to such a powerful Lycan, being BETA does mean my mate will be a strong wolf, because I am a strong wolf, just not Lycan strong.

I need to get in contact with a witch, I need something to hold off my hormones for a few more weeks, at least until the ball.