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“Yeah.”
“I assume it didn’t help if you didn’t understand it?”
She shakes her head. “She said something about the ability to shift forms having some kind of double meaning. At least, I think that’s what she was saying. It was all kind of muddled.”
Maybe the dream was just a dream.
All my instincts say no to that.
Ivy enters the kitchen while I’m debating stealing another slice of cold toast.
“Hey,” she says, smiling at Vi. “How are you feeling?”
“Sooo much better,” Vi says. “I think it was a stress dream. The second Cheryl said it could be, I remembered the stuff the woman was saying was stuff from class. Nothing sinister.”
Ivy blinks at her, glances at me with a raised eyebrow. “Really?”
I shrug. “It wasn’t the same as Oscar’s dream. It was all different.”
“What about the blacking out part?” Ivy asks, clearly not content with the explanation.
“She didn’t shift forms,” I tell Ivy.
“I was probably sleepwalking,” Vi says.
“You’ve never done that before,” Ivy protests.
“There’s a first time for everything,” Vi says. “I should go shower. I probably stink.”
She leaves the room, and Ivy frowns at me.
I let out a sigh.
“What the hell, Cheryl?” Ivy asks.
“Is she gone?” I ask, lowering my voice.
Ivy steps out the room and comes back, closing the door. “She’s half-way up the stairs, humming under her breath like everything’s normal.”
“Truth is, it is different from what happened with Oscar. I can’t be sure it’s just a stress thing, but she was afraid. It’s my job to make sure she feels safe. I’m not going to worry her when it could have been triggered by something as simple as stress.”
Ivy slouches against the wall. “This whole thing sucks.”
“I know. Hopefully it’ll all be over soon. Watch over Vi in case she has another strange dream and starts sleepwalking. We need to keep everyone safe until this is all over, and we have Oscar back.”
“I need to go shower too,” I tell her. “Did you see Everett this morning?”
She nods. “He made Leo breakfast and I think they’re in the living room watching TV.”
Well, that’s unexpected. I could see Oscar doing something like that without having to think twice, and Noah would probably do it so he could teach the kid to clean up after himself.
“Poor kid,” Ivy says. “I don’t know how his mom could just ditch him here and leave like that.”
“It was a desperate move,” I say, feeling kind of bad for the girl who refused to speak out against her psychotic Alpha to save our Omega. “She must have had no other option.”
“I guess,” Ivy says. “I can’t imagine doing that, but I’m not in her shoes.”
She holds the door open when I get up.
