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I was off for the weekend to "recover" as Viktor emphasized, which meant I was stuck at home while they were doing some investigation shit. I was not in the mood to cage fight, especially with what occurred yesterday, and with these drugs still in my system from this morning, it was best for me to lay low and relax.
"Well, if you were a serial killer I'd help you hide the bodies like a good best friend," she reasoned with a smirk. "Fridge or bedroom drawer?"
"I better keep one with me." I sighed.
"I’ve got that covered already," she announced and lowered the pack to present me two options: one black leather cover and one pink leather cover with purple wolf symbols.
"The black is for professional William and the pink with purple wolves is for you!"
"Looks like a fancy pen case," I concluded as I opened my beer and took a swig before walking over to her to get a closer look. "They're nice though."
"I knew you'd like them,” she said with pride. "These are a little more powerful but give less of the whole ‘drowsy, I'm dying’ effect, and more of the ‘wow, I feel good’ effect."
"So less drunk, more high. Got it," I concluded, which made her roll her eyes. "When are you going to tell me who these men in your life are?"
"When are you going to tell me who you'd fuck first in the Forbidden Pack?"
"I'm not fucking any of them," I groaned.
"Only a matter of time," she sang in delight as she began to clean up her potion creation station on the island. "You should give Neo a blow job."
"And why would I do that?"
"He's the one who painted that masterpiece in your bedroom."
I paused in my beer drinking, which caused me to spill a good chunk on my clothes. "Fuck!"
"I know! You should fuck him." She giggled and tossed me a towel.
"Neo Rodriguez painted that?!" I gasped as I caught the towel and began to pat down the pajamas that I knew I’d need to throw in the wash.
"You didn't know? Neo is the only blind wolf shifter artist in the world. He has paintings in many museums that pay mad mula to get them because they bring tourists. His paintings are one-of-a-kind and he's so booked, he doesn't need to take any requests.
“He did my request as a favor, seeing as they're making connections with my family and clearly wanna be on my good side. I still had to pay obviously, since that painting is gigantic, but that could easily go for ten billion minimum, if it was a total stranger."
I didn’t even have words as I stared at her like she was speaking another language.
She sighed and there was a knock at the door. "I'll get that for you," she hummed happily, skipping to the door while I was dealing with my moment of dumbfounded stillness.
Neo paints. He created something as magnificent and realistic as that?
The thought baffled me, leaving me to realize that I barely knew them still. As much as my mind wished to continue to consider them my enemies, it would be a foolish mistake to keep that mindset.
Sure, they were still the new pack on the block, and they wouldn't open up to me quickly either, especially with me being a human, but if I actually tried, maybe they would let me in just a little.
They didn't need to tell me their life stories, just enough for me to know more about them instead of being left shell shocked. Like realizing Neo could paint outstanding paintings that cost billions.
I guess I couldn’t get rid of that painting...
"Oh. Dimitris sent you flowers," Aurelia sang as she entered the kitchen with a massive bouquet of purple, pink, and black flowers.
"Why did he get me flowers?" I stared at them with wide eyes, not understanding what occasion or even action I did to deserve such an item.
"Let's see," Aurelia began as she took out the tucked note to read it. "Willow. I was forced by the congregation of dicks to get you flowers. Recover faster because we don’t have time for you to be in bed."
I was ready to throw the whole bouquet away, but Aurelia nervously giggled and tucked the note back in. "Pretend I never read that, and he said happy recovery," she concluded and began looking for a vase to place the fifty-rose bouquet in.
With a sigh, I finished the beer before slipping out of my top, leaving me in my black bra and pajama shorts. "I'm going to go shower. Let me get some cash to pay you."
