Helanie:
It was late, and the weather had turned even more pleasant when it started raining. The rain tapped softly on the window, and the room was quiet. Only the small lamp beside the bed was on, giving a warm, soft light.
I was feeling strange in my heart; his hair slled so good that even though his head was only in my lap, I could sll the amazing scent of his shampoo.
He lay across the bed, his head in my lap. His eyes were closed, but I knew he wasn’t asleep. His face looked calm now, but I had seen how tired and lost he seed all day, every day.
Especially now that I had been spending nights in his room, I realized he was always awake.
I slowly ran my fingers through his hair. It felt natural, even though everything between us still felt strange. There was sothing we weren’t saying. Sothing heavy in the silence.
I looked down at him. He looked peaceful like this. Safe. Like he could finally sleep well.
The lullaby just ca out, soft and quiet, almost like a whisper.
"Sleep now, love, the night is near,
The stars are out, the sky is clear,
As the ships on sees gets near,
Sleep now, love, the peace is real,
No more worries, no more cries,
Just close your eyes and hear my sighs..."
He didn’t say anything. He didn’t move. But I felt his body slowly relax. His breathing beca slower, deeper. He was letting go, little by little.
I kept singing.
It was the oddest thing I had done with him. But sohow, I did it, and not only did he sound at peace, but I was at peace too. I liked the way he was breathing so calmly now.
There were monts when my mind drifted to his statent. He didn’t want any other woman’s bite on his body but Jessica’s. It made feel so guilty.
I had stolen his chance to be happy. I had married him when he could have been with the woman he wanted. And all this ti, I hadn’t thanked him properly.
’Asshole!’
I grunted at him, and my wolf huffed.
’I thought you wanted to thank him,’ she sounded so confused.
’I will—I am thanking him. Resting him to sleep is my way to thank him,’ I muttered.
’But he is such an idiot—asshole—a rascal—Iugh, I want to pull his hair,’ although I felt that way, my fingers never did anything to hurt his hair.
It was so silky smooth.
’Then what are you so mad about?’ Cora questioned.
’It’s just that he—’ I paused and then added, ’never told he was having trouble sleeping,’ I let out a deep breath as I realized I had been looking for an excuse and finally found one.
’Ohhh—please! Fool soone else. I live inside you. You’re jealous,’ the minute she said that, I frowned and almost stopped singing.
’You’re funny. Why would I be jealous that he made Jessica leave a bite mark over my bite mark?’ As soon as I said that, my wolf started snickering, and I knew she was onto sothing.
"I never said you were jealous of the bite mark," she replied, as if she had done sothing. It wasn’t impressive at all.
"Maybe you don’t rember that you live inside , and no, I’m not jealous of Jessica. If anything, I should be ashad of myself that I stole her mate—even if only until the next full moon, but I did."
I rembered the way he avoided my eyes when talking about the tattoos. He must miss her a lot.
I ruined their happy ending. And I should be careful around him because now I was friends with Jessica, and she didn’t deserve to get betrayed by .
After that, even I fell asleep, after I made sure Norman was asleep too. I an, he fell asleep fifteen minutes before I did.
I was in a sitting position the whole night, but sohow, I was fine. I didn’t feel any body aches throughout the night. However, we both jumped awake at the hard knocking on the bedroom door.
Norman raised his head from my lap, his eyes swollen and lips all red. I could tell he had a restful night. His hair was ssy, and his eyes could barely open.
"You—were sitting the whole night?" was the first thing he said, even when there was soone outside who had to be in desperate need.
"I was fine. At least you rested well," I smiled and noticed how lost he looked, like he had actually slept well.
"That is so odd," he pulled away, running his hand through his hair in confusion.
"Norman, soone is at the door," I pointed at the door, and he realized there was indeed so commotion outside the room.
"I’ll check it," he said, getting up while still being so sleepy. I think if nobody had knocked, he would have stayed sleeping. How long had it been since he’d slept well?
He reached for the door while I stayed sitting, thinking maybe we could go for round two.
’Round two!’ my wolf let out a laugh, making roll my eyes at her. It was a little too early—not really—but I had just woken up, and she was taking my words as dirty talk.
Norman opened the door and stepped back when the warriors sent by the council stepped inside.
’Back off, my wife is in bed still,’ Norman snapped, suddenly pushing them out of the room.
I grabbed my sweater and put it on, jumping off the bed to see what was going on. Once Norman was certain I was ready to face them, he snapped his fingers at them to hurry up.
"Is it about the battle? Are there any more requests from that loser?" Norman started grunting, his arms stretched out to make sure no one could co inside the room.
However, it was when I saw his brothers co through with the warriors that I had a feeling sothing bad had happened.
Before his brothers could say sothing, one of the warriors spoke up. "Norman Arrow McQuoid, you are under arrest for the murder of Alpha Zellu."
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