Again, Maria waited to hear the door closes twice making sure that there was no one in the room with her before she open her eyes, it was quite tiring to pretend t be unconscious while he watches over her every second. It felt even much torturous for her than being watched by warriors.
However, if she hadn’t pretended to still be terribly sick, he would have stopped caring about her and send her back to that shithole and at the mercy of horrible Lena.
She can’t contain the fact that he has been the one sending her food all these while. He must have been watching over her closely to know when and when not she wasn’t served food and make sure to have good meals delivered to her without even Lena finding out.
Although she has wished it was him doing the good deed but it still surprises her and make her have a rethink on what kind of person he actually is. A stoned faced person but kind in heart.
Maria feel the urge to ease herself which has prompt her to open her eyes at the risk of getting caught by Cleaven and she tried to get up on her own without getting her stitches open.
It has been more than three days and yet she hasn’t healed from her wounds, it seemed like the red wolf really let go of her this time and she hopes it is for very well. She examines the bandaged places on her body and wonder if she could do this on her own.
However before she could ponder further, the door open and she try to lie down back but hurt her injured back as she slams it on the bed and let out a cry of pain.
Cleaven rush to her immediately and help her lie down with ease on the bed, he guessed she had just woken up and was trying to get out of bed herself.
“Do not try to move, your body is still very weak” he said to her and tuck her back to bed.
Maria stare at him loving the tone in which he uses to speak to her it was the same gentle loving tone he uses with her when he first brought her to his room.
“Are you in any unbearable pain?” he asked his brown eyes surveying her body.
“No” she said trying to hide the ache from the early fall.
Cleaven sighs seeing her furrowed brows and pick the aspirin sitting beside the bed on the shelf, he pour water inside a glass and put the pill in her mouth with water to swallow.
“I’m not sure why you are not healing but this will help relieve the pain” he told her.
Maria gazes at him with the memories of how he had fed her for the past, her cheeks starts to pepper up and she quickly turn her face away putting her palms over it to conceal her embarrassment.
“Are you feeling any discomfort?”
Cleaven asked thinking she is not feeling good as she tries to calm herself down and she quickly shakes her head to answer negatively. The room fall silent for a moment and Maria waited for him to say something to break it.
She can’t help but wonder if he would throw her out now that she is awake or keep her in his room for a longer while and allow her heal well before sending her back to the cage. Whatever one it is going to be, she is grateful for the few days spent in his bed.
Cleaven feel like there is a ticking clock in the room which is waiting to explode the moment they take their eyes off each other, he feel a surge of feelings going down between them in the silent room and he could not help but desire it.
It feels like their souls are trying to communicate it excitement and their wolves are trying to get familiar with each other’s scent. She smells like gem oil and it make Cleaven curious if it is what she uses on her back length hair.
The eye staring is interrupted as Toby open the door and Cleaven breath out in grateful at the rescue, he was almost denouncing all his promises to Lena.
Maria also look away to Toby and give him a smile which he returns with the same energy, she could hear his voices in her head urging her not to give up, it’s only a pity that his mate is someone like Naira and not a good lady.
“I would like to ask you some questions about yourself and you just need to write them down”
Maria stare at him not with the same enthusiasm which she had on her face a second ago, she look at Toby who is also no longer smiling but pointing a note and a pen to her. They both have this serious look on their face which made her worry something wrong has happened again.
“What is Your Name?”
Cleaven asked and waited for her to take her time in writing it down, she seemed reluctant at first but then she write the words and he take a close look and mumbles it, it is a nice name that fits her perfectly.
“Where do you come from?”
“How old are you?”
Cleaven and Toby asked questions at the same time and realize they are curious about different thing, Toby wants to know who the pack future Luna is if she is a rogue or a spy sent by their enemies.
On the other hand, Cleaven is curious to know the strength of this mate of his and also more about her personal self.
Maria write down the two answers and show it to the men waiting to see them, she has spent four years in the Silver Crest and knows how much they detest the Dark Rod and would want nothing to do with them. Rather put her life at risk and let them know she’s an enemy in their midst, she decided too be rogue with no origin.
Every Member of the Leaner family has been annihilated leaving only her as the survivor, so she is no different from a rogue who has no clan or pack and is all alone.
As for her age, she decided to add two years more and make herself twenty, in that way,e would not think that she is too little to be his mate.
“You must have been through a lot” Toby said feeling pity for the young girl who has spend all her life running away from people who want to hunt her down.
The Silver Crest do not welcome rogue but they do not chase them down at sight unlike how other packs and clans do, as long as they do not hurt their people or intrude their space.
He want to console her with a pat on the head but Cleaven disapproved look made him halt and back out on that plan, seeing the way his Alpha cared for her, he could almost believe that he would not reject his true mate but he reveal the news
“Let’s do the ceremony again” he let out staring at her in the eyes.
Maria gaze at him and look away before he could see the hurt in her eyes, she had thought he won’t mention it again, not after how good their relationship has developed these past days.
But here it is, the pain of rejection swipe off the happiness she had in her for thinking he cares about her and she realizes no matter what, he was not going to accept her, his heart has been taken and it will never be hers, not now, not ever.