Caelum.
"Caelum?" Kael asked for the nth ti in a few minutes, sounding as though he was worried about .
The frown creasing his eyebrows deepened when I wouldn’t respond to him and without a word, he turned and left, only returning minutes later with a young doctor standing behind him like a mini bodyguard.
But she wasn’t who I wanted to see.
She was nowhere close to the beauty that had brought back to earth. The beauty who had promised to be here by the ti I woke up..
I wanted to speak. To tell them what I needed, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get my swollen tongue to move.
I couldn’t even blink or speak because of the intense frustration I felt... and anger. And despair.
Where the fuck is Leilani?
Why the hell isn’t she here when she’s told she would?
My eyes snagged on Kael’s and held, and as if noticing my inner turmoil, he took a step closer to the bed and whispered; "Are you okay?"
I shook my head.
"What’s wrong?" He asked, and when I wouldn’t respond instantly, he added; "Can you talk?"
The fuck I can. Goddess, I could. But my throat felt too tight. Too dry. It felt as though it was being dragged across tiled floors. Like it was being scrubbed clean with a tallic sponge.
My body shook slightly and I gulped, and when I felt a presence by the door, I like sip expectantly and asked; "Leilani?"
Kael froze.
The door pulled open and Zevran stepped in. However as soon as I saw him, my face fell even more. I frowned and snorted. "Not her!"
"Is she who you intend to see?" This ti, it was Kael who asked and I had to roll my eyes to stop myself from saying sothing biting to him.
His eyes roved my face as he waited for to answer; and goddess, I wanted to. I really wanted to, but instead, I closed my eyes and sighed. "No."
"Should I we send for Chalic—" Zevran began to say but before he could finish, I waved my hands Wizy and snapped;
"No!"
It wasn’t until I had said that that I saw the mischievous smiles on their faces and how they both looked away, snorting under their breaths. And I knew then that they had intentionally gotten under my skin... that they didn’t an to but had said so to see my reaction.
Anger surged through at the thought and I turned away, my voice gravelly as I seethed; "I do not wish to speak to any of you now."
"And who do you wish to talk to?" Kael asked playfully but from the smile on his face, I already knew that he knows.
I whispered; "Our mate."
And with that, I closed my eyes and turned away from them, whilst wishing to return to my beautiful dreams, but no matter how hard I tried to, I failed.
—And I did... woefully.
—
By the ti I finally woke up from my deep sleep, it was already late and the sky had already begun to set in the darkening evening sky.
I sat up slowly, still weak from the exertion my body had been forced into due to the silver in my blood.
Another thing I realized was the fact that I was still very antsy. Still very annoyed... and all of this was because I still haven’t seen Leilani yet.
Did she ever co to see ?
Will she ever forgive ?
Just as these thoughts played around my head, my door creaked open and a familiar scent filled my nostrils. It slled of blueberry muffins and vanilla cakes... of the morning dew and sugar.
You realize how I cannot seem to find exactly what it slled like?
That’s exactly how strange it slls but soooo mouthwatering good all the sa.
I raised my head slowly, expecting to snap at whoever it was until I realized how calm my wolf had gotten. How relaxed it seed... and hell, I no longer had that irresistible urge to murder soone.
"Leilani?" I called out softly into the dark room, and to my surprise, when the lights ca on, she was standing there dressed in black leather pants and a white and black fur coat. Her hair was styled into a high ponytail, causing her striking purple eyes to gleam under the pale lights.
And fuck, she was beautiful.. she is beautiful.
So so beautiful, I almost began to think that this was another one of my dreams.
I watched her quietly as she made her way to a chair close by and sat into it, her eyes never for once leaving my face as she muttered;
"I heard you’re awake."
"And you’re here..." It wasn’t a question, it was a statent. A statent showing just how shocked I was, because even though I had wanted to see her so much, I never expected that she would co.
"Yes," she said slowly, "I wanted to co. I wanted to see how you’re doing and to thank you for... you know... what you did the other day."
My throat felt glued together as I listened to her soft voice— as soft as mother’s lullaby and as gentle as the wind on a clear day. But her eyes were nothing like the way she sounded. They were cold. Hard, and devoid of any emotion.
"You’re welco," I answered after a mont of pause, "...but just so you know, I’ll do it over and over again as long as you get to be safe."
At my words, she went silent. Probably not because she didn’t want to speak, but because she had no idea what to say to . I didn’t even know exactly what I wanted her to say to .
My hands shot out, as if to touch her and my heart sank into the base of my stomach when she reflexively shrunk deeper into her chair, successfully causing the small smile on my face to disappear. I drawled; "I’m sorry."
"What for?" She asked,
"For trying to touch you." I answered and then looked away.
Goddess, I was frustrated. My expression twisted into a look of pain that felt so raw, it almost felt physical.
"Leilani, how do I ever get you to forgive ?" I asked, half expecting her to not respond like she usually does.
"If I tell you that I am in love with you, will you ever believe ?" I continued, and as soon as I asked that, I heard her breath hitch.
She froze too, her expression becoming even more stony than it already was, and it felt as though my heart had stopped beating in that mont.
She didn’t even get to think about my words. She didn’t even seem to hesitate as she quickly rose to her feet and whispered;
"No."
"Leilan—"
"And I don’t want you to say that to ever again." She continued, interrupting without a second’s hesitation.
Her open rejection stung so bad, I felt tears burn at the corners of my eyes. But was I mad at her?
Hell no. I wasn’t.
If I was mad at anyone, then it was . I was mad at for letting her go. For hurting her. For losing her.
And I would do anything— including taking more silver bullets— just to win her back. Just to let her know how sorry I was.
I opened my mouth to speak, but just as the words tried to make their way out of my throat, they stuck when I saw the person standing behind my door and staring into the room like so crazed possessed demon.
However, what stuck out to the most was the fact that his eyes weren’t on . They were on her.
I frowned and whispered under my breath. "Micah."
He raised his head then and flashed a smile, more like snarl and turned to Leilani, his voice soft and sweet as he asked; "And who’s the beautiful lady with you?"
"Leilani," I answered coldly, "...and she’s not for you."
"I never said she was." He answered, but from the look on his face, I could imdiately guess what he was thinking.
He was eyefucking her.
He was literally trying to see through her clothes.
And if he had overheard my last words to her, then I knew what twisted thoughts he may have now. He probably knows that she is my weakness— our weakness— and may he be damned if he ever tries to use her against us.
Goddess, I could literally kill him for that and spend the rest of my days in Pegasus.
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