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Tristan grunts, “Why not?”
“Because I’ll lose the respect of the pack.”
Tristan laughs, the fucker. “Are you not the Alpha of one of the largest and strongest packs in North America?”
“I am.”
“Are you not capable of leading your pack with a firm hand in terms of respecting your mate, your Goddess given mate, and Luna?”
“I am,” I growl.
“Then fucking act like it,” he growls right back at me. “The Goddess doesn’t make mistakes.”
I’m not sure if Tristan was the wrong person to call or the perfect one. Silence wraps around us for a few moments before I whisper, “Was it worth it?”
“Was what worth it?”
“The sacrifices you made in waiting for Serenity and then claiming her.”
“There is not a single shred of regret that lives in my heart. My soul was made to be entwined with hers,” I can hear the smile in his voice. “Males tend to think only about how our mates are made for us, but the opposite is true too. Your mate was made for you, to complete you, but you were also made to bring something into her life that she’s missing. Serenity needed my protection and needed me to save her so she could turn around and bring sunshine to my life. What do you think you can bring to your mate and what will you get in return?”
Well, fuck.
I don’t even notice when Tristan hangs up after leaving me with far more to think about than I am ready to face. His words along with the information Tilly gave me about Elodie has me wondering if I’ve made a huge mistake.
One I might not be able to undo.
CHAPTER 7
ELODIE
I’m exhausted, but I can’t sleep. I haven’t been able to sleep since I left college. It doesn’t matter how comfortable the bed is and it’s such a shame because the bed in the guest room I’ve been given is like a cloud. I should be snoring so loud that it wakes everyone in the rooms near me.
But I’m wide awake and that ache in my chest has only gotten bigger in the last two days since that woman pawed at Crew as she sat in his lap. I’ve only gotten glimpses of Crew since then. Have I been avoiding him? You bet your ass I have been.
I see no reason to be around him, not when it has pain, I can’t explain flaring throughout my entire body. It’s the oddest thing because thinking of him, of the way his blue eyes bored into me before his fan girl made her presence known, has a warmth filling me, and the pain subsides.
Logically it makes no sense and I have prided myself on logic and critical thinking for a long time. To have it fail me now while fantastical feelings fill me, has me on edge and feeling like I can’t find my footing. I find all I have is questions right now without any answers.
Why is this happening? Will it stop when I go back to college in a few days? Are my dreams going to keep getting progressively more vivid and raunchy?
I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle the last one. They’re already so sensual that I wake up with a sheen of sweat coating my skin and my pussy wet and throbbing. I’ve never had this kind of reaction to a man before and I certainly have never been so affected in my dreams.
My inability to sleep is the reason why I’m sneaking downstairs to the kitchen. I’ve never had the opportunity to try warm milk to help me sleep, but I’ve heard about it. I figure the time is right to give it a shot.
Even though I’ve been avoiding Crew, I’ve fallen in love with Tilly’s home. The land here is beautiful and peaceful. Being this close to nature is an experience I’ll always be grateful to her for. It’s an opportunity I’ve never had before. I’m hoping it won’t be the last time I’m surrounded by nature.
After I pour some milk into a glass, I look toward the microwave and grimace. The thought of warming up my milk in it doesn’t sound as good now that I’m here. Something about warm milk has me turning away from it and starting to drink it cold.
Maybe it won’t do the trick, but it can’t hurt. I’m already up way too late and unable to relax enough to slip into more than a few hours of fitful sleep.
Shuffling feet behind me has me freezing in place. Tilly and her parents told me I was welcome to go anywhere in the house whenever I wanted, but I haven’t spent a lot of time without Tilly. Since I don’t know anyone other than her really, I’ve felt more comfortable that way.
“What are you doing down here?”
My eyes slide closed at the sound of Crew’s voice behind me. A huge part of me wants to turn around as the pain in my chest flares into an inferno. The rest of me, including my mind, is screaming at me to stay still and not attract his attention.
I’m not sure how I could avoid it considering we’re the only two people in the kitchen, but it’s a response of a primal part of my brain. That part is telling me a predator is nearby and that I’m the prey. It’s a hard instinct to fight.
