Chapter 41
Chapter 42
The elevator doors open and I greeted by shifters talking among themselves in the hall. Smiling as they pass me. Some even stop and introduce themselves. It takes a minute for me to start relaxing enough to shake hands instead of giving a curt nod, but I eventually get the hang of it. It has been too long since I have had positive interaction with a pack. We enter the kitchen, and the smells take me back to a happier time. My sister and I running the halls, sneaking into the kitchen to steal deserts. Hiding in the oversized cupboards so we could sneak more. Looking back on it, I am sure Miss Mary, and the others probably scented us in there and allowed us to steal their deserts anyway.
After meeting the kitchen staff and leaving with a handful of cookies, I find myself starting to feel overwhelmed and slightly anxious at the thought of venturing to another floor or meeting any other shifters today and decide it would be best to head back to my rooms. I have a lot to think about and maybe I need to make another list or two about staying vs going again. I would also like to talk with Eric about reconnecting with my wolf. However, I may not accomplish either because I am greeted by a gorgeous wolf shifter, but this one is Cyrus not Thane.
“Well hello hotstuff. You are just who I was looking for. Well, actually I was looking for Thane, but I would rather spend time in your company princess; It is one thing I have learned about Thane’s beta, it is that he is definitely a flirt. I walk past him and open my door, gesturing him in I take seat on my couch, and he quickly follows. I pass him over a cookie, and he smiles, blessing me with the site of his dimples So, you leave your rooms on your own for the first time and you decide you want to put your hand in the cookie jar instead of coming to see me? Oh Ayla, how you wound me. That earns him a smile, but also a pillow to the face. “ Oh, she’s feisty, I like it. But at last, I did not come here to flirt with you. I came to spend some time with you, get to know you. Maybe ask you some questions that could be difficult to answer. That statement has me feeling anxious, but answering his questions is better than boredom. I nod my head “yes” in agreement and he smiles at me. “ Great. Let’s get started. First, have I ever told you about my time in Nevada? How I woke up wandering drunk down an alley after my threesome with midgets? Not real midgets mind you, but just really short shifters. Anyway, the one did this thing with her tongue and then when the other put her finger in my…. Wait, why are you so red? Did they do it to you too? At first it was weird, but then I kind of liked it.” My eyes must be the size of dinner plates as I take in every single word, he just said to me. Confusion mars my features, and I find that I am shaking my head “no” involuntarily, brows furrowed. I would be at a complete loss for words if I wasn’t already mute.
Then the strangest sounds echos around the room. Soft at first but growing louder by the minute. Feminine in nature and then I am shocked for a completely different reason as I soon discover the sounds were coming from me and I was in fact laughing.
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