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Chapter 5
Skye
The sickness didn’t pass but it did ease a little. Eating the little biscuits that one of the maids suddenly began bringing to me in the morning helped. It was he she somehow knew what was wrong with me. Not that she said anything. Even if she wanted to I doubted she would. None of the staff spoke to me unless they had to. Prudir had made sure of that,
She might have started as one of them but she wasn’t any longer and most of the women in the pack were frightened of her. It was much easier
noy me their true Luna then to risk her wrath.
I couldn’t blame them for that but it didn’t mean I wasn’t grateful.
Sining up in bed, I drew the thick blankets up over my legs and reached for the tiny plate on my nightstand. Bringing one of the hard little cookies to my mouth I nibbled at the edge of it.
The door to my bedroom slammed open, Rebounding on the wall so hard that a butle plaster dust fell to the floor. I started, almost choked and coughed the half chewed cookie into my hand.
“Skye.” My husband stood there, looking more tired then I had ever seen him. There were dark smudges under his eyes and his usually perfectly coiffed hair was standing up on end like he had been tugging on it.
“Carret.” I squeaked as his eyes blazed in his head. Lowering my eyes I mumbled an apology. “I mean alpha”
“I was – his hand went to his hair. Yanking at the dark strands. “Why are you still in bed. Stepping into the room he kicked the door shut and looked around like he had never seen it before when in fact it had been him that had placed me in this room.
A guest room and not even a nice one.
The Luna was meant to have her own suite of rooms but they had already been given to Prudie.
“I was just getting up.” As if to prove my point I swung my legs out of the bed.
“Don’t.” His snarling snap made me freeze. Staring at him from under my eyelashes I frowned. He didn’t come to my bed often but when he did it was in the night. Usually the middle of the night. Never once in all the years we had been bonded had he sought me out in the day.
None of this made any sense. Not him looking so ragged and definitely not him being here. In mh room in the morning.
“I was hoping to speak to you.”
The blood rushed from my face. Since when did Garret want to talk to me? Unless-
I forced my eyes to meet his and willed myself not to show any emotion. If he knew something then his being here would make sense but if he didn’t know then I didn’t want to be the one to let it slip.
“Can – The words died on my lips as he sat next to me on the bed. The mattress dipped from his weight. Staring down at my hands in my lap 1 waited for him to do something. Say something or do what he always did and take his clothes off with the look in his eyes that told me I should do.
the same.
“Lay down Skye. Get back into bed, you are lazy anyway so it’s where you want to be.”
Biting my lip I did what he asked. Not because I was lazy but because the sooner I did what he asked me to do then the sooner it would be over and done with it
He wood, pulling his shirt over his head and stared down at me. A line appeared between his eyebrows as he frowned. “You look different.” He said quietly.
Instinctively my hands went to mh stomach. It was still flat. There was no way his p
pup. The only way he would ever know was if he had been told.
I hoped he hadn’t been told
“I’m sorry” I mumbled. I haven’t been well so-
You look beautiful.”
could know from looking at me that I would soon be swollen with
His words took me by surprise. Widening my eyes I opened my mouth to say something and then closed it again. What was I meant to say to that? Thank you didn’t seem to cover it.
“There’s a peace about you.” Garett’s voice was so quiet that I barely heard it. I could do with that right now.”
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Chapter 5
Without asking permission Garret climbed on to the bed next to me. Shirtless but with his pants firmly on.
“Alpha.” I mumbled when his arms went around me and he pulled me into him. His head coming down to rest against the swell of my sucked in a breath and then another one.
ny breasts. He
“You smell- different.” He murmured against my breast. “Familiar, soft. The arm he had around me tightened. “Why-” he shook himself and a tremor rippled through him. “It doesn’t matter.”
“What are you doing in here Garret?”
Against me he stiffened. “Are you not
t my wife
I didn’t say a word. Yes on paper I was his wife, his Luna but he had never treated me like either.
yan
“Am I not allowed to visit with you, hold you.”
“No.” I said before I could think better of it. “No Garret you don’t come in here and hold me. You never have before anyway. You come in here shaking myself free 1 began to reach down to tug my panties off
If he was here for that then I wanted it over and done with.
His rumbling growl stopped me in my tracks. “I don’t want that.” He snapped. “I want to – I don’t know,talk.”
I did a double take. Talk!
“Why would you want Especially now.
to-” I trailed off, his grandmothers words echoing in my mind. She was right of course I should try harder with him.
e to–
Freedom was something I might dream of but Garret was my husband. He was the father of my u born child. I owed it to myself to give him and us a chance if I could.
“We don’t need to talk. I just need peace Skye: Tightening his arm around me he pulled me back into his arms. “And right now you are the most peaceful person in this house.”
I didn’t know what he meant by that but I wasn’t going to argue with him. If he needed me to be his peace then I could be that.
Closing my eyes I settled back against the pillow and tried to relax.
Soon enough my breath seemed to mingle with his and a strange feeling of contentment flowed over me.
It felt nice I realised to be held like t
this by him and to hold him in return.
Slowly because I didn’t know if it was allowed I let my hand move to his shoulders and rubbed a slow gentle circle on his naked skin
Garrets sigh was loud in the darkness. His whole body seemed to relax and after a few minutes his breathing changed. It became deeper, more
even.
He had fallen asleep I realised with a start. My husband had fallen asleep in my arms for the first time in our marriage.
And I didn’t know what to do now. I wanted to be his peace I really did but I knew this whole situation wasn’t my real life.
When he woke up he would be back to being the Garret I knew and hated.
And maybe it was better that way. At least then I knew whether I stood.
I sure as hell didn’t know where I stood now. With the man who said he hated me peacefully sleeping in my arms.
