"How're you feeling?" He asks, his voice thick with sleep.
"Fine." His eyes narrow on mine and I remember he can feel my pain. "I'm sore." I admit.
He smirks. "Yeah, I know. We'll get you something for the pain."
"Okay."
"Are you hungry?"
"A little." I say and there's an awkward silence. I have to finish going to the bathroom but I'd rather not do that in front of him.
"Are you coming?" He questions, obviously waiting for me to stand up.
"I have to finish." I answer, uncomfortably. Hoping he understands that I really don't want him to watch me as I wipe myself. He leans against the door jam and I roll my eyes, knowing I have to say something. "Please, shut the door so I can wipe."
He smirks back, knowing exactly what I wanted all along. He just wanted me to embarrass myself. "I wanted to see you blush. It's been too long."
"Well, you did." I reply, making shooing motions for him to leave. He smiles and shuts the door.
I finish and wash my hands in the sink, drying them on my pants before I leave. Lennox is standing by the bedroom door and I walk towards him. "Where's Wendy?"
"Dead."
I pause. "Dead? Did you-"
"I did." I nod slowly. What did I think he'd do? She tried to kill me.
"Why did she try to kill me? And why would she do it here?" I ask, not knowing if they questioned her before killing her.
"No idea, but I have theories." He replies and I feel his anger as his blood starts to boil. I made the mistake of asking about it, but I really want to know.
"What are they?" I inquire quietly.
"Lets not talk about it tonight." He says, holding out a large light weight tee shirt for me. I drop the one i'm holding and he helps me put on the much bigger one. Moving my sholder makes me hiss out in discomfort as I put it on, but if I were to do it myself it would've been much worse.
We walk to the kitchen in silence and I study Lennox as he fills a glass of water and looks in the cupboards for pain relievers. He locates a small white bottle and hands me two pills. I take the pills and he stares at me intently. Something is off about him. I don't know what it is but its almost like he's trying to keep himself from snapping. Like his rage is so close to the surface, that his wolf is barely contained.
I walk closer and slip my arms around him kissing his chest. "I'll be okay, Lennox."
"In less then two hours you were attacked twice." He states.
"That's not true. I attacked Beta Hightower." I correct him, trying to ease his tension.
His hands cups my head and tilt my head to look up at him. "Don't." He orders.
I nod in understanding. He is making this his fault, he's upset with himself. He doesn't want me to make him feel better. "Lennox. You didn't do anything wrong."
I watch as his eyes get cold and know instantly that I've said the wrong thing. "I left you in the room with her."
"No one expected her to be crazy enough to try anything in a house full of my family." I reply, hoping he actually hears what I'm saying.
"Rachael tried to stop her." He states, offhandedly.
"She did?" I ask, shocked that Rachael would try to help me. Why would she do that? She hates me.
"Yeah, she was trying to pull her off when I came into the room." He says. I can see he's thinking about a million things at once. The way he's eyebrows pull together and his glazed over look is a dead give away. I watch him for about a minute when he pulls himself out of it, he kisses my forehead and walks to the refrigerator.
I sit down as he makes me a thick turkey sandwich and slides the plate in front of me. "Thank you."
He leans against the counter crossing his arms and watches me as I eat. I wish there was something I could do or say to assure him I'm not going anywhere and nothing is going to happen. Lennox on full alert mode isn't going to be a good time. I can guarantee any protective instincts he has have been multiplied ten fold.
I still can't believe Rachael tried to help me. That means more to me than it does to Lennox i'm sure. I tried to protect Marta, because I think of her as a sister. Maybe Rachael isn't as upset as she let on, maybe she was doing it for attention, she does seem like the type.
Thinking about Marta has me thinking about the Robinson's. I haven't seen them since the day at clearing, after I met up with Marta and they left. I think its time to talk to them, I have so many questions I want answered, but I don't know where to start. After finding out my whole life has been a lie I avoided thinking about things. I ran not wanting to confront anything, but after the last few days I need things cleared up. Maybe getting some closure will help with moving on and understanding myself more.
The Robinson's raised me from infancy and never once did I doubt them as parents. How much of my mothers love was a lie? What about my grandfather? Who was he really and why did we share the same purple eyes? What about my aunt? She knew and didn't tell me or treat me any differently than Marta. She also hasn't tried to contact me since coming here. Is she even still here?
I finish eating in silence not coming to any conclusions about how to deal with Lennox or my life. Every time something goes wrong the only thing I can think of to help the situation is getting back to the pack, with Lennox I'm sure its the right solution. Lennox needs to feel in control of the situation and that will help.
I stand up and we walk back to bed together. I really need to shower but its late and with Lennox's mood I'll probably have to shower while he watches. I start unbuttoning my pants with my one hand when Lennox pushes my hand away and takes over. He pulls my pants down then lifts me up, setting me down on the bed he takes them completely off.
I tug at the covers and situate them around me as Lennox undresses, I cant help but watch as his muscles jump with each movement he makes. It hasn't even been that long since we were together, yet my body is begging for his touch. I look away before he catches me drooling over him. He's already embarrassed me once today, no need to make a habit out of it.
When the bed dips down I turn to look at him. I meet his eyes seeing nothing but want clouding them. He knows I want him and I can feel his need just as strongly. I hear the low rumble in his throat and know he won't be acting on those feelings.
"Stop." He orders as he lays down next to me. I shut my eyes willing my body to control itself. I should've never watch him undress. His hand rests on my hip and lifts turning me onto my side facing him. I must look horrible. With a broken wrist, three claw marks on my back and a serious neck wound, I am in no way at my best.
Knowing I look pathetic kills my mood and I meet his gaze. His hand still on my hip moves under my shirt and caresses my side. He leans in closer kissing me softly causing the feelings I just banished to come back screaming. Shifting closer his body flushed against mine he deepends the kiss and I moan, arching into his solid body. Feeling his erection against me I move my hips against him. Growling loudly he pushes my hips away and breaks our kiss. I blink up at him, wondering why he stopped, when he pushes me onto my back.
"You're injured." He states, breathing heavily.
"But I want you." I reply, rolling back onto my side and against him.
**********
He closes his eyes and falls back against the bed, rubbing his eyes. I kiss his naked chest and his eyes fly open. I can barley contain the smile that threatens to pull at my lips. I roll my body until it's halfway on top of his. I move down licking and kissing down his chest to his stomach, following the dark trail of hair. When I get to his hardness I take him in one hand as I kiss down the length of his shaft and back up. I part my lips taking him into my mouth causing his hips to leave the bed. His hands hook under my arms and pull me up his body with ease.
Kissing me roughly, his fingers trace my thighs until they move against my center. I moan into his mouth and grind myself against his fingers. I don't stop moving and he keeps me right at the edge of completion. "Lennox." I beg. His fingers leave only to be replaced by the tip of his erect
ion. His hands guide my hips down and I moan when I take all of him in, shifting my hips against his as he thrusts up.
We make love slowly, each movement is sweet torture. I don't know how he can control himself when I lose everything with him, unaware of anything but the bliss I'm feeling. It feels like hours by them time our sweating bodies collapse against each other, fully satisfied.
*********
I stir in bed coming fully awake only after I brush my arm along Lennox's side of bed and not meeting his hard body. I sit up just as I hear a soft knock at the door. "Come in." I call out and Jessica walks in.
"Hey, Marta is on- Oh, my god it smells like sweaty balls in here." She complains, waving her hand in front of her nose.
"Marta is coming here?" I ask, sleepily.
"Yeah." She replies, quickly holding her breath.
"Has Lennox said when we're leaving?"
She nods and pulls up the front of her shirt to cover her mouth and nose. "Later today."
I have somethings to do before we leave, one of them is thanking Rachael for trying to help when Wendy attacked. The other is talking to Marta and the Robinson's, I need to know everything.
"You should shower, trust me." She says, running to the door. I smile at her antics and breathe in deeply. Holy cow she's right.
I get out of bed after taking off the bandage on my neck I take a quick shower. I dress in shorts and a black tee shirt and slip on black toms. I grap the white gauze and tape before opening the bedroom door. With my hair still wet from the shower I search for my mom to put a new bandage on my neck. I walk into the kitchen finding Alpha Thompson instead. He takes in my bare neck and the gauze and tape I'm holding.
"Need help?"
"Yeah, have you see my mom?" I ask.
"She out running." He replies, walking closer. He takes the tape and gauze from my hands and gently moves my head to the side exposing my neck even more. He makes quick work of the process like he knows exactly what he's doing and is done within minutes.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. What are the theories about your wolf rejecting the mating bond with Alpha Hall?" He questions, in a no nonsense way. I see the interest in his eyes, he's genuinely intrigued.
"Apparently, I have to be pregnant for the bond to form." I explain.
"Why?"
"I wish I knew. My father thinks its because of the fact I'm a white wolf."
"White wolf?" He asks.
"Yeah, the same thing that happened with my mother." I say, not having an more to tell him.
He leans against the counter top and I can see that he's thinking intently. "So, genetically your wolf rejects a mating bond until you're pregnant."
"Yes."
He nods that he understands as Jessica comes into the room. I watch as she gives Alpha Thompson a glare and then turns to me. "Marta's here." I start walking towards her and together we meet up with Marta at the front door.
"You're walking?"
I look at her like she's crazy. "I didn't break my legs."
"Shes talking about how Lennox was after it happened. I was surprised he left you alone this morning.
"Where is he?" I question, surprised that he left me alone too.
"Finishing up negotiations with the Red Wolf pack." Jessica answers. This would be the time to get some answers without getting into trouble with Lennox. Hopefully, I can go and get back before he notices I've gone.
"Oh, no." Marta says, looking at my intense face.
"I need your help." I state,knowing she'll help me no matter what.
She sighs and hunches her shoulders. "What is it?"
"I need to talk to your mom and dad. I need some questions answered."
"And you need to do this before Lennox's finds out you've gone?" She asks, knowingly.
"Precisely." I nod.
"I'm coming with you." Jessica states, not wanting to be left out.
"You can drive us. I don't want it to take too long and with my wrist its bound to take longer if we run."
"You're going to get me grounded, but what the hell. Lets go." Jessica replies, grabbing a set of car keys from the foyer table. We leave the house quietly as possible and make our way to Andrew territory, more specifically the Robinson's house.
******
Q & A
We start towards Andrew's territory in Jessica's Hummer. Andrew is meeting with the Red Wolf Pack doing with my father and Lennox. I know we're leaving tonight, so I'm sure negotiations will run long, until everything is decided and agreed upon by the end of the day.
"Maybe I should call them? Let them know you're coming?" Marta asks.
"No, I don't want them preparing for questions. I want truthful answers and honest reactions when I talk to them." I reply.
"You're right. Dad will start preparing some kind of speech." Marta responds, knowingly.
"We have to be back within the hour. So, ask what you need and let's get out of there. I don't need the whole pack out looking for us." Jessica says, nervously.
"That won't even notice we're gone. They're going to be in the meeting for hours. Knowing Lennox he'll insist on getting it over with today, but he won't rush it." I assure her.
"Still, I know dad and Lennox. We're dead if they find out we left without them knowing." She states.
"You know they'd never let me leave. Not after what happened yesterday." I say, moving my aching shoulder slightly.
"I know and I shouldn't be taking you off our territory after yesterday either." Jessica grumbles. I can tell she's nervous and anxious about getting back home.
"You don't have to protect me, Jessica. They were once my parents, nothings going to happen. I will ask a couple questions and we can leave. I promise."
"It's not Marta's parents I'm worried about." She replies. "Dad has a lot going on right now. He doesn't need any more stress."
"A half hour. That's all I need." I respond, thankful for her help.This seems to ease some of her tension and she gives me a weak smile and nods.
As we get closer and Marta gives directions to her house. I use this time to gather my thoughts. I don't want to be mad at them, I understand that they had no choice. Yet, in the back of my mind I keep thinking there had to have been something they could've done. I think that's where I'm having the most trouble. I need to move on and I except the fact that things can't be changed.
Why couldn't they have told me? Why did they have to wait so long? My trust and whole life changed in an instant. I felt hurt and betrayed by the only by parents I knew. Having the rug pulled out from under my feet shook me and I grabbed on to the only thing I could, Lennox.
I have so many things to be grateful for and Lennox is definitely one of them. I glance at Marta, she's another reason to be thankful my life turned out the way it did. I love her and can't imagine growing up without her.
"It wasn't so bad with us...was it?" Marta asks, hesitating briefly.
I smile turning to look at her. "I was just thinking how different my life would've been. I can't picture not growing up with you. I'm just upset about the lies, Marta. Not how I was raised, I just need to know, why?"
"Why?"
"Why didn't they tell me? I would've understood." I say, sadly.
"I don't know why, Joce. They don't talk about it. At least not with me."
I nod and turn back around thinking about my real parents compared to the Robinson's. I think deep down inside I knew I didn't fit in with the Robinson's. Meeting my real parents solidified those past feelings. Seeing my real family something clicked inside of me. It felt right and gave me a sense that I was finally home. There's no explanation for it and I don't need one. My heart knew immediately that this was home.
Top of Form
Bottom of Form
I snap out of my musings when we pull up to a small ranch style home with a large porch and neatly manicured flower beds. I feel my heart pound and my eyes water. I need to do this, I can do this. I open the car door as soon as the engine stops no
t noticing everyone pulling in directly behind us until Marta points it out, "What's he doing here?"
I look behind me seeing Alpha Thompson getting out of a big black truck. "What are you doing here?" I ask, confused. For some reason, probably my trusting nature, I don't fear him.
"Three she-wolves leaving what is considered to be a neutral territory for the time being, to come into a territory without permission. Well, that just screams entertainment." He replies, waking towards us.
"I'm here to talk to the people who raised me." I explain, looking back at the house. I can't call them my parents, I know I should. Yet, something in me rejects the idea, maybe it's my bitterness.
"Well, I suggest you make short work of it before your mate finds you gone."
I nod and we all walk to the front door. Marta lets us in and we follow her to the kitchen. I hear a television turn off and Theo meets us in the hallway. "What is this?" He questions, looking at all of us.
"I wanted to speak to you." I reply, nervously.
"She wants to ask you and mom some questions." Marta states, firmly.
"I think that'd be nice." I hear a timid voice say from behind Theo. He shifts and I see Missy standing with a dish towel being wrung in her nervous hands.
Theo nods and we all make our way to the living room. I sit down on the couch next to Marta and Jessica, Theo and Missy sit across from us while Alpha Thompson paces behind us.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I ask, hurt.
"It was safer if you didn't know. Alpha Rhy's warned us, I couldn't risk him finding out." Theo answers, honestly. I nod in response. I can respect that he was protecting his family.
"Did you ever try to get us away from Alpha Rhys?" I inquire, wanting to know if he ever really attempted to get us away.
"There haven't been many opportunities. We took the first real shot we had." He replies, seriously.
"Grandpa? What about him?" I ask, knowing the answer already.
"He cared about about you. He thought of you as his granddaughter and loved you very much."
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