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“I won’t hurt you. I am not Axton,” he says, and I chew the inside of my lip, replaying his words. I can feel Lexa doing the same.
“Does Axton want to hurt me?” I ask him, and his eyes widen.
“Wait, I worded that wrong. He is an idiot.” Khan says.
He growls, but he still doesn’t answer my question. “I won’t let him hurt you,” he finally offers, but that does not reassure me if the intent is there. He glances at the clock on the bedside table, and so do I, finding it nearing midnight.
“You can go to sleep if you want. I will just watch you.”
I have a funny feeling I won’t be able to sleep soundly, knowing he is going to be watching me.
“Shouldn’t you maybe go to sleep, too?” I ask him.
“Nah, Axton sleeps enough for both of us.”
“Not all there,” Lexa mumbles. “You can sleep. I will watch the wolf in the meat suit.”
“Can you make him leave? Like, can’t you do something? He’s your mate, too,” I tell her.
“Do what in this body of yours?” she growls at me.
“I don’t know, wolfy shit,” I offer.
Lexa huffs, her frustration evident along with her snarky personality. “And what does that mean?”
“And you call him unhinged. What do you think it means? Force him out, growl or something.”
“Why don’t I offer your ass for him to sniff since you seem to think I am some barbaric animal?” she retorts.
“What?!”
“Well, that is what normal wolves do. You are the one thinking I have to control him because it’s his wolf. We are the same person, Elena, just on different sides of the same coin!” Lexa snaps at me.
I roll my eyes at her. “You know what I mean.”
“I don’t think I do,” she huffs, wandering off to the back of my mind.
“Lexa!” I hiss at her, but she abandons me.
Focusing back on Axton, I blink at him. “What is your name again?”
“Khan. And the skinsuit belongs to Axton.”
Okay, then. I never would have guessed with its remarkable similarities.
“Your wolf, what’s her name?” he asks, watching me curiously.
Silly wolf thinks she can ditch me. I will show her.
“Ah, her name is Fefe.”
“Fefe? Sounds like a dog’s name,” Khan says. He looks at me, then gasps. “No, it’s a good name, sound name, suits…you?”
I try not to snort while blocking her out so she can’t listen in.
“Well, nice to meet you, Elena and Fefe,” he says, though I can tell he thinks the name is as ridiculous as it sounds.
Khan doesn’t leave, but eventually, I can’t fight sleep anymore and pass out while hoping he won’t kill me in my sleep. Yet, instead of fear and restlessness, I sleep all the way through. His scent is soothing. However, when I wake up, he is gone, and for a few seconds, I wonder if the bizarre interaction’s all been a dream. If it wasn’t for his lingering scent and Lexa confirming he was, in fact, here, I might have convinced myself otherwise.
