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I narrow my eyes at her, then give her my most determined nod. “You’re like a god damn train.”
She gasps, her mouth falling open in surprise. I grin and plant a kiss on her other cheek before wrapping my arms around her. She nestles against me, resting her cheek against my chest. I gently set my chin on top of her head, holding her close and silently cherishing this precious moment.
“Are you hungry?” I ask, but before she can open her mouth to answer, her stomach grumbles loudly. I chuckle and kiss the top of her head. “I’m taking this as a yes. I’ll call room service.”
“You don’t need to do that,” she says, but I’ve already rolled to the side and reached for the landline.
“Reception desk. How can I help you?”
“Yeah, hi,” I say into the phone, aware that the blanket has slipped down low enough for Helia to get a good look at my ass. “I would like to order room service to the Presidential Suite.”
“Sure thing. What can we get you?”
“Breakfast for two,” I reply. “A bit of everything.”
“Noted,” the receptionist replies, the sound of typing reaching my ears. “Someone will be up there with it in twenty minutes or so.”
“Great, thanks,” I say into the phone and hang up.
“That’s a lot of food, isn’t it?” Helia teases when I roll back to her.
“I eat up like a wolf,” I joke back, then immediately regret my choice of words because she flinches and jerks away from me. “Whoa. What’s wrong?”
Helia gets off the bed, pulling the blanket along with her to cover herself. She rubs the palm of her hand over her face, muttering something that I can’t distinguish even with my heightened senses.
“What’s wrong?” I repeat, unable to suppress the urgency in my voice. I grab the pillow to put over my lap as I sit on the edge of the bed. “Helia?”
“Please, Grayden,” she pleads, her green eyes meeting mine. “Please tell me it’s not true.”
She knows, my wolf says.
She can’t, I insist. She’s human. Humans don’t know about our existence.
She knows, he repeats.
“You need to be a bit clearer,” I tell her, trying to keep my cool. She can’t know. There must be something else that she’s freaking out about. “What’s going on?”
I brace myself as Helia opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. She closes it and shakes her head.
“Helia please,” I urge, needing her to tell me what’s wrong. “Talk to me.”
Her eyes dart to the bed where we’ve slept, and then toward the living room to the sofa where we’ve made love. She shakes her head again and sighs heavily.
“I need a shower,” she says and goes into the bathroom, locking herself in before I can object.
She knows, my wolf tells me again.
Shut up! I scream at him, frustration getting the better of me. Just shut the fuck up.
Take a breath, he orders, putting a bit of growl at the end to bring his authority up a notch. Not knowing what else to do, I obey. You’re going to get dressed. When she comes out of the bathroom, you two will sit down and talk. You planned on having this conversation with her either way. You’ll just have to have it a bit sooner.
And on her terms, I mutter.
Instead of feeling sorry for yourself, you should try to figure out why she knows about our existence, my wolf points out. Who is she? Does she know other wolves? How is she connected to us? Those are just some of the questions that she should answer if it’s true.
You’re right, I agree and take another breath.
As a human, Helia shouldn’t know about wolves. It’s true that there are some who are aware of our existence, but the chances of me randomly meeting one of those are slim. They’re practically nothing.
