The more I calm down, the more awkward this entire situation seems.“Alright, I should make a few calls, let people know what's happened and where I am. Why don't you go change?” he suggests. I glance down at myself and realise that my clothes are all dirty from where I sat on the ground. I nod and make my way to my room. I quickly trade my skirt for my unicorn pyjama bottoms and my shoes for slippers. I grab a random white tank top and chuck it on instead of my pyjama top. Now that I'm inside, the long sleeves seem too warm. I can hear Bellamy on the phone in the other room. I am pulling a brush through my hair when he knocks on the door.“Come in.” Bellamy opens the door cautiously and looks around as he does. His eyes widen when he sees my huge collection of pillows, blankets and other comfort items. I cross my arms and glare at him.“Don't you dare laugh!” he shakes his head and hold his hands up in front of himself defensively.“I would never! I was actually thinking how much I a
I turn off the water and hear Bellamy talking to someone. I wrap myself in a fluffy towel and exit the bathroom. Curious, I make sure I'm properly covered with the towel before opening my bedroom door and sticking my head out.“Bellamy, is someone here?” I question. He doesn't get a chance to answer as Maggie peers around his shoulder. She raises an eyebrow at my appearance.“Good morning sweetie. I woke early and made some muffins. I thought I might bring a few up for you. For your... gentleman friend too I suppose.” She says pointedly. I blush as I realise how this looks. I glance at Bellamy who shrugs at me helplessly. I step out from behind the bedroom door, desperate to explain myself to Maggie. Not that I've actually done anything wrong. But Maggie is my friend and I don't want her to misunderstand me. As I emerge, Bellamy's eyes go wide, then he suddenly finds something terribly interesting to stare at on my ceiling. His response isn't missed by Maggie who gives a short laugh.
She seems nervous. I frown. Why do they keep assuming my automatic reaction is going to be hate. Seriously. They shift into cats, not horrifying monsters. I was so busy trying to figure this out that I forget to answer Megan who is getting increasingly agitated. Bellamy nudges me to get my attention. I whip my head around, somewhat confused as I had been so distracted. A quiet voice from behind Megan draws my attention. Darrien, I hadn't even noticed him standing there. He's smiling and his voice is amused.“She's just fine, Miss Kane. Look at her shirt.” Megan's eyes drop to my shirt and she starts laughing. Darrien joins in quietly, he can't seem to help himself. I turn to Bellamy.“I meant for it to be funny, but this is a little much. I am completely regretting this shirt right now.” I whine. This sets him off laughing too. I cross my arms and glare at him.“Okay, it's not that funny.” I complain. Darrien gets control of himself first.“Oh it really is. I don't know anyone else wh
I read the note, then re-read it again. Bellamy apologised? To me? I am in complete shock. But why? Not to mention, I was never upset with him. I hadn't even considered that the attack was any fault of his or that I should blame him for it. He must have been feeling really guilty if he actually decided he needed to apologise. I collapse into a nearby chair at a currently unoccupied table and drop my head into my hands. I can't believe he apologised. True, it was via a note. But I have no problem with that. Direct or not, the apology was sincere and that's all I care about. I'm struck by the desire to see him and to give him a hug. For now, I content myself with writing him a text.Ryann- There was never anything you needed to apologise for. If I did anything to make you feel that there was then I'm sorry. I accept your apology as unnecessary as it may be. Your gesture was also unnecessary and a little nosy, but it was sweet and I am grateful for it. I have to start work now, but it wi
“Are you sure...” Bellamy trails off. I nod. He gives in pretty much immediately. Well that was easy. I sort of expected him to argue a little more. Well, whatever. He settles back into the bed. I crawl over the end of the bed and back into my spot. He flicks the lamp off and the room looks totally black as I adjust to the sudden darkness. A few minutes later I begin to make out a few shadowy shapes. I glance at Bellamy beside me, he doesn't seem to be asleep yet. He notices my movement. Except I only really moved my eyes. This tells me two things. One; Bellamy has much better night vision than I do which is hardly surprising for a feline Shifter. Second; he was using the night vision to watch me.“You're still awake?” He whispers.“Yeah, I guess.” I reply.“Umm. Ryann?” he starts. I wait for him to continue.“You're the only person other than my sister who doesn't use my title.” he suddenly states. I'm confused. I thought it sounded like he wanted to ask something. That wasn't really
I tap Darrien on the arm to let me see. He moves to the side a little to reveal Maggie's grandson Logan. The eleven year old looks pale and sweaty. His blond hair is almost plastered to his head. He's bundled up in a thick jacket and looks completely miserable.“Logan!” I shove Darrien out the way, he moves aside which is good because me pushing him likely had little effect.“Sweetie, are you okay? You look a mess. Where's your mum? What are you doing here? You didn't walk here did you?” I stop myself to give him a chance to answer. His usually confident tone that reminds me so much of Maggie is quiet.“I'm too sick for school so mum drove me here because she has to go to work. I knocked and waited a while but I don't think Nana is home. Do you think you could call her for me please?” The poor thing looks dreadful. I've always liked Logan. He was only nine the first time we met and although my unusual eyes made him uncomfortable at first, he got used to them and now he treats me norma
I decide I can't stand it anymore.“Okay, spill. What is it?” I demand. Darrien turns to face me, his expression serious.“Miss Gale-” I cut him off.“Ryann.” I remind him. He grimaces.“Miss Ryann.” I sigh, it's progress at least.“You should not invite men into your room so easily. Particularly other Shifters. I believe it will upset Alpha Kane. He's a good man, I don't like to see him disrespected.” He states bluntly. I stare at him in shock. I did not see this coming. Does Darrien think Bellamy and I are... I don't know what exactly, but the way he's staring is heavy with implications.“We were just watching a movie. Besides, that has nothing to do with Bellamy.” I say stiffly. Darrien raises an eyebrow.“With all due respect Miss Ryann. His scent is all over you and your room.” he points out. I flush red. I had no idea that Shifter's sense of smell was powerful enough to identify different scents on people, although realistically I probably should have worked that one out on my o
A couple hours later, Darrien and I are sitting playing Monopoly at the table when there's a knock at the door. Darrien answers it and returns with a package of food. I'm grateful for the diversion because he is absolutely dominating the game. He is far more competitive than I would have expected. He drops the package on the bench and I open it up. I find three, tightly sealed containers of what looks like chicken soup as well as some fresh, warm bread. This meal was clearly chosen in consideration of Logan. I shoot Bellamy a quick text.Ryann- The food arrived. It was very thoughtful of you. Thank you.Bellamy-You're welcome. :)I transfer the soup into proper bowls and Darrien finds a knife and slices the bread. I place one bowl of soup on a tray and pour another glass of orange juice. Darrien adds a couple slices of bread to the tray.“Thanks, you sit and eat. I'll take this to Logan.” Darrien nods. I carefully carry the tray to my room and place it on the bedside table. I pat Loga