Page 71 of His Sold Fated Mate

I hugged my middle. “Is he worse?”

Cal frowned. “He’s just not himself. But he will be. Go get some rest.”

I nodded as I turned on my heels and went back up to Klaus’s room. I crawled back under the sheets and stared at the ceiling. I could hear the TV in the living room turn on.

I rolled over, watching Peanut stretch on the pillow. I reached a hand out, rubbing my finger over her paws. “He’s going to be okay,” I whispered to myself.

I woke up to the smell of bacon, and a part of me thought Klaus was home. I sat up and smiled. But all of yesterday’s events hit me. Klaus wasn’t a morning person, and he certainly wasn’t going to be up at seven in the morning.

I rolled over, clinging tighter to the sheets. I wanted to melt into the bed and never come out. I was warm, and I felt safe.

I felt Peanut moving closer, brushing her body against mine.

“Aubrey. Are you awake?” Cal’s voice traveled up the stairs.

I groaned and threw the sheets off me. I slipped down the hallway and down the stairs. Cal was in the kitchen flipping the bacon.

“Oh, good, you’re awake.”

I scowled. “Do you realize the time?”

“Early bird gets the worm.”

“I don’t want the worm,” I grumbled, sliding into a chair.

He smirked. “You sound like Klaus.”

I paused, knowing he was trying to make a joke, but it twisted me up inside. I tried to shake it off. “How long are you exactly planning to be here?”

He tossed the bacon onto a plate. “As long as it takes Klaus to get better.”

I frowned. “No offense, but I don’t need you here, Cal. I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.”

“Klaus requested it.”

“I understand, but still. You can’t be around me at all times.”

“I’ll sure be trying. Klaus wanted me to watch after you and keep you safe.”

It didn’t make sense. I understood Klaus wanted someone to check up on me, but to follow after me? Why? What was the reason?

I crossed my arms. “Why? Why would he feel the need to have you hound me? I feel no danger, and I’m perfectly fine. The only danger I had was Mike, and he’s dead.”

Cal’s lip twitched, and it made my entire body go cold. He must have noticed because he nodded. “You’re right, I’m maybe overstepping. I was just doing what Klaus asked me to do.”

It was too late. My gut knew something was wrong, and I was finding out what.

I glared at him, angry now. “What are you not telling me, Cal?”

He waved the spatula. “Nothing.”

I could hear the shift in his voice. Cal was never good at lying. “You’re lying. I can hear it in your voice. You are shit at lying.”

“I’m not lying.”

I stepped closer, raising an eyebrow at him. “Spill it, Cal. Or else.”

His lips remained sealed. So, I turned on my heels and grabbed the car keys. “Aubrey.”