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I grip the fabric tightly, testing the tension of it, but memories of Riley pinning and then sewing over the edges so that it wouldn’t fray pop into my head.
How happy she’d looked.
How excited I’d been when we found the fabric in the store.
How I’d wanted to cover the whole ceiling of our nest in it so that the moons and stars would light up in the dark.
I loosen my grip on the fabric, instead pulling it over me, wrapping myself in darkness and look at the small glowing star right in front of me.
Then I slide onto my back and push the blanket up with my knees as I let my fingers wander over even more of the moons and stars. They’re so pretty.
Caleb lifts the side of the blanket and carefully crawls under it with me, his breath warm on my arm as he speaks. “Let’s get you somewhere where you’re not breathing in millions of little pieces of fibres.”
I feel him reach out and I let out a warning growl. I don’t want to let go of the blanket, it’s the only piece of home I’ve found.
Only this one piece.
But he puts his arms under me and slowly lifts me up. “I’m not taking it from you. I’m just getting you to somewhere a little safer.”
I nod, pulling the blanket against me tighter.
This is mine.
I’m not giving it to anyone else.
The light around me dims and the sounds change, no longer the same as before, more hollow.
“Let me go.” Mathew’s furious voice bounces off the tiled walls.
“Not if you’re going to destroy even more of the nest.” Jorge sounds like he’s struggling, like it’s hard for him to talk.
“Let me go.” Mathew’s growl is loud, pulling the same sound from my chest.
I pull the blanket aside, needing to find Mathew, needing to know why he’s so angry.
Jorge and Riley are holding Mathew between them. He’s struggling against their grips, trying to get away, no longer holding pieces of the pillow he was holding before.
The growl in my chest gets louder. It doesn’t compare to anything my Alphas can do or even the sound Mathew can make, but that’s not going to stop me. I flood my pheromones with anger, fury, and Caleb quickly lets me to the floor.
I stalk over to Mathew, and Jorge and Riley let him go. The moment I’m nearby, Mathew quickly takes me in his arms, pulling me close.
I hold onto him tightly, glaring at the Alphas.
Why is everything going wrong?
Why does everything look like our normal world but isn’t?
Why am I in this unreality?
Isn’t our reality hard enough to deal with?
I don’t need even more shit.
Mathew slowly gets up and then carries me to the empty bath, putting me in it and then sliding in behind me, pulling me against his chest.
“Mine.” His voice is soft but clear. “Mine.”
I turn slightly and put my head on his chest, listening to his racing heart.
