Lena was completely exhausted after the bath, so I help her to dry off and put her in some of my sweatpants and a t-shirt. I was nervous about touching her first, she had obviously been through so much and I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable, but her being naked in my bathtub didn't excite me or Keena at this moment. Sure, I could see she was absolutely gorgeous, but the pain on her body made me want to protect her, not f**k her into oblivion.
I carried her back into the bedroom and tucked her in my bed. Then I laid next to her on top of the blanket. She looked at me fearfully for a split second before she closed her eyes, nodded to herself and drifted right to sleep. I studied her as her breathing evened out. Her black hair was shiny and soft and drying up in glossy waves around her head. She was still very pale and skinny but I knew I couldn't do anything about that yet. I'd need to ask Mrs. Gillian about making special food for her that would get some meat back on her bones and give her all the vitamins she needed to be healthy.
"Alpha? I brought y'all some dinner." speak of the devil, I thought, when I heard her voice follow the soft knock on my door.
"You can come in." I tell her, but I don't get of the bed. I brush my fingers through Lena's hair, to calm me as much as her. Mrs. Gillian is a plump lady with graying hair pulled in a bun, and freckles on her sun tanned skin. She's carrying a tray with a few bowls and plates which she settles on the small table in front of the fire place.
"I made a nice soup for your mate, Bree, and a steak for you. Oh, don't look so surprised." she wipes her hands on her floral apron and walks over to us, giving my shoulder a squeeze while studying Lena's sleeping form.
"How did you know?" I ask her. She smiles at me with a mischievous sparkle in her grey eyes.
"Brianna, you haven't let anyone up here besides Sue, Ethan and me since your father passed. The moment you mind linked to bring food for the girl to your room I knew." she studies me for a second before continuing.
"She'll be alright, darling. The moon goddess knows what she does when she gives us our mates. Now you just make sure she eats and rests, and I'll make sure to have more soup ready. We shouldn't overwhelm her stomach." with a final pat on my head like she used to do when I was a kid, she leaves us alone again and I move to wake Lena. I brush my fingers lightly over her cheek but she startles as if I hit her. Her silvery eyes are focused on some dark memory as she bolt up right and she moves away from me.
"No!" she screams, before looking around her surroundings. Her cheeks turn pink again and she avoids looking at me.
She's cute when she blushes. Maybe we can make her blush for a good reason soon. Keena has never initiated having s*x like that, and the images she puts in my mind make me squirm.
Believe me, I want to do all those things but she's just not ready. Keena agrees reluctantly and focuses on the smell of the steak waiting for us. I get of the bed and hold my hand out to Lena.
"Will you come have dinner with me?" I ask her, waiting for her to give me her hand. Her eyes widen as she sniffs the air and her stomach grumbles again. I smile, trying really hard to ignore the anger at her hunger.
"Smells good right?" she nods and slips her hand in mine and I gently pull her toward the small table in front of the fire place. We sit on the soft carpet and I push the soup bowl towards her. It's Mrs. Gillian's famous beef broth, with veggies, potatoes and small cuts of beef stewed in it. She makes it mostly for the kids when flu season comes around, seeing how grown werewolves never get sick. But I know it will be nice and light enough for Lena to handle now, while still giving her a lot of good stuff to start nourishing her body.
She grabs the spoon but doesn't start eating until I've placed the first piece of perfectly rare steak in my mouth. I notice she keeps glancing at me and my plate while carefully eating her soup. I cut of a small piece of steak and hold my fork out to her.
"Want to try some steak?" she nods shyly and moves to grab the fork but I pull it away slightly, bringing it back towards her when her hand lowers. She tries one more time to grab it before realizing what I want. With a shocked expression she opens her mouth and let's me feed her. The tender meat, cooked to perfection by Mrs. Gillian, melts on her tongue and she let's out a little moan, quickly covering her mouth with her hand. Her moan sends a wave of tension to my core and I lick my lips. Damn, I really want this girl to moan because of me more often.
We will make her moan like she never has before. But she needs to stop hiding that pretty little mouth. Keena growls seductively, though the last part is added with a hint of anger. I choose to ignore her comment for now, though I feel myself get wet thinking about her little mouth on my n*****s.
"Good right?" I ask instead, forcing myself to take another bite. I'm taken by surprise by my own thoughts, I haven't wanted anyone touching me in a while, let alone that the idea actually turned me on! Must be the mate bond right?
"You can't have too much heavy food right now. Your stomach would probably explode. So it's soups and stews for now until the doctors and Mrs. Gillian deem you strong enough for heavier stuff, oke?" Lena nods and continues to eat her food, finishing about half the bowl before she puts the spoon down and looks at me again.
"Brianna, may I ask you something?" The sound of my name coming from her soft voice makes my breath hitch.
"Yes, Lena. You can ask me whatever you want and if I know the answer, I will give it to you." she smiles shyly again.
"Why did my wolf make me bite you?" The innocence in her voice has me speechless for a moment. Does she really not know? Did nobody explain to this girl what being a wolf was all about? Ofcourse not, I berate myself, the people who gave her this much abuse weren't going to give her werewolf classes!
"Well, our Wolves work on instinct, especially when it comes to their mate. One of the most important things to a wolf is marking their mate when they find them, because it shows all the other Wolves to keep their paws away from what's theirs." she looks like she's puzzling through something in her head and I let her.
"Does that mean my wolf is bigger then your wolf?" she asks, and her large innocent eyes are all that keep me from bursting out laughing.
She wishes her wolf was bigger. Keena grumbles.
"Why do you think your wolf is bigger than mine?" Another blush creeps onto her cheeks and she stumbles over her words.
"Well, uhm, I thought, they told me that, well..." I don't pry, just giving her space to figure out her thoughts. She takes a deep breath when she realizes I'll let her take her time and she manages to finish her sentence.
"The Alpha told us that the stronger wolf bites the weaker wolf to make them theirs." I squint my eyes at her statement, what a weird way of thinking about the mark. Looking at the fear in her eyes and everything that has happened so far I start to put two and two together.
"Is this Alpha the one who hurt you? The one who marked you?" the thought makes Keena go wild, she's ready to rip this guy's head off and I won't stop her if we ever find him. Lena only nods.
"Did you love him?" I ask quietly, fearing the answer.
"I thought I did, but I think it was fake. He never loved any of us. He just made us believe it with this." She rubs her hand over the black marking on her neck. My mind is racing with new information and the possible implications of her words. But I need to make sure she is looked after first. I couldn't ignore the pain in her eyes, or the exhaustion of her body. I move over so I can pull her into my lap, both of us relaxing as the sparks flow through our touch.
"He won't ever hurt you again, Lena. You are mine, and I am yours, and as long as that is true I will protect you from everything. We'll figure this out, and then I'll kill him. That's a promise." I kiss the top of her head and pull her close, untill I hear her breathing even out and I know she fell asleep.