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“Thank you.” I lick the cream before shuffling to the table to sit across from Ros.
His foot nudges mine under the table. “Did you sleep well?”
“I feel a lot better,” I admit. “But I’m groggy.”
Tris scoots his chair closer and sits beside me. “That’s normal with sleeping meds. You didn’t move all night, so we should try half a pill next time.”
After weeks of tossing and turning, not moving doesn’t sound like a bad thing. Should I reconsider the bottle of ADHD medication Dr. Lopez prescribed? Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, especially if it could help me focus better.
But one thing at a time.
Haut strides to the table and sets a big stack of pancakes on the table in front of me, then pours a long stream of warm golden syrup over the top.
Drool floods my mouth, and I reach for the fork he holds out.
The first bite melts on my tongue, and I groan with pleasure.
Tris chuckles and nudges Owen. “How does it feel to hear that same sound coming out of her over pancakes?”
Without looking, I reach to slap the back of his head.
Tris flinches back. “Hey, if you’re going to bang in the hall, then expect to be teased.”
Ros lifts his coffee mug, murmuring over the rim, “There was blood everywhere.”
Owen flushes. “Sorry about that.”
I pause with my next bite halfway to my mouth. “Is that why the hall runner is missing?”
The change in the hall had confused me when I stepped out of my bedroom, though it took me several steps before I realized that the long rug was missing.
Owen nods. “I’ll drop it at the cleaners later.”
I shove the large bite of pancake into my mouth, syrup dripping down my chin. As I chew, I glance at the others at the table, noticing a lack of breakfast plates.
I swallow the bite of pancake. “Why am I the only one eating?”
Haut shrugs out of his apron and sets it on the counter. “It’s after ten.”
My eyes widen as I glance toward the clock. “Why is everyone still home? Don’t you have work?” My focus jumps to Owen. “Or are we all staying home today?”
Owen shakes his head. “No. We need to show ourselves. Hiding will only make the town more suspicious. I need them to see I’m uninjured and that I’m still their Alpha.”
I nod in agreement, understanding the need to show a strong, united front. Especially with people like Horace stirring up the malcontents.
I finish breakfast, then put on my shoes while the others get ready to head into town.
As we leave the house, the crisp fall air greets us, and I shiver, tucking my hands under my arms.
Haut’s eyes narrow. “You need a winter jacket. Sweatshirts won’t cut it much longer.”
Tris perks up. “I smell a shopping trip!”
“You have to work at the clinic,” Haut reminds him. “You promised to be in the office before noon.”
Tris slumps. “Remind me why I’m working when we’re loaded?”
I cuddle up against his side. “Dr. Lopez didn’t give you a choice once she found out you had training.”
