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“Celeste would eat less than we did. Sometimes, I would hear her telling someone that she wasn’t hungry even though she hadn’t eaten anything. We should make sure she gets a lot to eat from now on.”
I smiled at Maya.
“I’m working on that.” I stood up and took Celeste into my arms. “Thank you for your concern over Celeste. I’ll let you know once she’s awake. She’s lucky to have a friend like you.”
“No, I think we’re all lucky to be in her life,” she whispered, and I could not agree more.
I went upstairs and laid her in my bed, pulling off her clothes until she was in her underwear, and put one of my shirts on her. It was giant enough on her to double for a nightgown. Atlas was raging in my head as we noticed the extent of her malnutrition and the scarring on her back and legs. I knew it was selfish, but I was glad I was seeing her body now and not the day I met her because I was sure this looked a lot better than it would have been then. If I caught even a glimpse when she first got here, I’m sure I would have driven back and killed every fucking piece of trash in that pack.
I removed most of her makeup as gently as I could, settled into the bed and cradled her in my arms. As much as I told everyone she needed rest, and as much as I knew that to be the truth, I couldn’t tear myself away from her. I needed to be next to her when she woke up so I could verify she was really fine.
Chapter thirteen
Celeste
ThefirstthingIsmelled when I woke up was pistachios and figs, making me tingly all over. I tried to get up to pee, but I felt a pair of strong arms around my waist keeping me in place. I shifted to look at Markus’ sleeping face. He looked so young when he slept, almost like a little boy hugging his teddy bear. I could almost see him with his thumb in his mouth. That image flashed in my head, making me giggle. I felt him take a deep breath, and his eyes fluttered open for a moment, then closed again.
“Five more minutes,” he grumbled, and I grinned. My mate was not a morning person. I did something bold, then. I snaked my arms around his chest and kissed his nose lightly, then his cheeks, his eyes and finally his lips. His breathing changed, and he pulled me to him roughly. When he opened his eyes, I noticed they were black.
“Hello, mate. Markus is still waking. I thought we could play.” He gave me a wolfish grin and kissed me roughly, demanding entrance to my mouth. I gasped, and he took that as an invitation to invade my mouth. His hands went to my butt, and he squeezed tightly.
“Atlas,” I moaned against his lips. At his responding growl, Kara pushed me into the back of my mind and took over my body.
“Atlas,” she murmured, and I watched them kiss from the back of my mind. She pushed on his shoulder until Atlas was on his back, and Kara moved to straddle him.
Kara, behave. If you push Atlas past his self-control…I warned.
Relax, enjoy,Kara purred.
She leaned down to kiss him, pressing every inch of our body to his. Atlas moaned, one hand gripping our butt, the other coming up to our breast, kneading the nipple. I couldn’t help but observe their movement. Feeling the pleasure but at the same time being a voyeur.
“Kara,” Atlas whispered huskily.
“Atlas! Yesss, mate.” Kara moaned back when he took our nipple into his mouth. She grabbed his head as he sucked and bit, rubbing herself against his erection.
Kara, that’s enough. We can’t. We’re not ready yet,I begged. Kara hissed when Atlas pulled on our nipple, then sighed.
“Celeste wants control back. She’s not ready yet,” she told him, slowing her movements. Atlas let go of our nipple and pouted.
“I know. Markus is saying she’s not ready and we shouldn’t push. These kids need to learn to have some fun.”
Kara laughed and purred. “I’ll see you later, lover.” She kissed him and then pushed me forward.
Markus’ eyes went back to grey. I blushed, realizing I was still straddling him, and the scent of my arousal had permeated the room. He kneaded my breast for a second longer, then lowered the shirt I was wearing, giving me a sweet kiss as he tried to get his breathing back to normal.
“Our wolves are worse than hormonal teenagers,” I giggled, embarrassed that I once again started this whole thing. He let out a chuckle, then looked up at me with a serious face.
“Are you feeling okay? You spent a lot of power yesterday,” he asked.
I scrunched my nose, trying to remember what happened as I moved back into a cuddling position. I remembered singing to Maya and then feeling very tired.
“I think so? I don’t even know what I did. My mom used to sing me that lullaby when I was sad. It always made me feel better, despite how sad the lyrics are. Is Maya okay?” I asked him and sighed with relief when he nodded.
“Thanks to you. Maya said you and Kara helped her wolf come forward. Soothed the pain of the shift. Love, she said you absorbed her pain. Do you know how you did that?” I shook my head no, more confused than ever.
“It’s okay. We will figure this out together,” he said, kissing my hair. “Let’s go get breakfast.”
After my morning classes were done, we were all seated in Markus' office, hashing out the plan on how to prevent more she-wolves from getting sold on the black market. I didn’t like that we were using Ruby as bait, but I understood why it was the only way. We needed proof. Video preferably.
