I put it out of my mind and turn my attention back to those in the room. Bellamy looks dead on his feet, he also looks annoyed.“It's got to be those damn canine Shifters. Wright has always had an issue with me. Mum never liked him either.” He sighs and deflates. It makes him look even more tired.“But I can't prove anything. At least not yet. Maybe I should go and try and find something more solid I could-” I cut him off.“No, there are more immediate issues. Like you getting some sleep before the party tonight.” I keep my tone firm. I am not suggesting he sleep, I'm ordering it. He needs to rest or he will be totally useless. Tonight will be stressful enough for him as it is. I don't need him loopy from sleep deprivation.“But I need to get proof the canine Alpha was involved in the attack. I can't just leave it.” He objects. Megan takes the chance to put in her two cents.“I'm with Ryann on this one Bel, you need sleep. Besides, you have your own personal army of Shifters ready to
I jolt awake as the bedroom door swings open.“Sorry, lost track of the time on the phone, I-” she stops herself.“Well, I guess you didn't even notice. I thought you looked a little tired. I guess a twenty minute nap isn't a bad thing.” She collapses onto the large bed beside me and snuggles in next to me. She smiles contentedly. Are all Shifters this cuddly? Or maybe it's just a Kane thing.“Was Bellamy here?” she questions.“I think I can smell him.” I shrug.“I ran into him in the hall. He was half-asleep. I think I must have woken him when I came up the stairs.” I keep my tone casual. Megan nods accepting my explanation. Wow, it is surprisingly easy to hide things from people when they aren't actually expecting you to lie. Not that I did lie technically, I just didn't go into a lot of detail. Okay, now I feel guilty.“Hey, Ry?” Megan sounds a little nervous. I smile at her use of a nickname for me.“Yeah?”“I know we haven't known each other long, but I was wondering if you would
“Uh, Ryann... did I... did I wake up earlier this afternoon? I remember... but I'm not really sure...” He trails off and stares at the floor. Great, now I feel awkward too. I was hoping he wouldn't remember that. He could have done us both a favour and pretended he didn't remember at the very least. He didn't have to bring it up, now we have to talk about it. Darn.“Oh, um... yeah. You were up for a couple minutes, although I wouldn't have really described you as awake. I think you were practically sleep walking.” Come on Bellamy. I've just given you the perfect out for this discussion. Don't keep going.“I... yeah, you're probably right. I had a lot of trouble trying to get to sleep in the first place.” THANKYOU! I am so ready for this conversation to be over. I can hear Megan's heels as she comes down the stairs. She joins us in the kitchen. Darrien is following behind her with a slightly dumbstruck look on his face. He can't seem to take his eyes off her. It's adorable.The drive d
I. AM. ABSOLUTELY. FLOORED. This room is stunning. How did Megan get this party put together in so short a time? She should go into event planning. There are round tables all around the edges of the room. Each table has a black table cloth with decorative candle things in the middle. The centre of the room is clear to leave space for dancing and the DJ is set up at the far end of the room. There are servers running around setting up places at the tables and I can smell something amazing coming from somewhere nearby which is making me wish it was time to eat already. To one side of the room I can see large open doors which seem to lead outside. I can't see much but I know there are some fairy lights twinkling away out there. The opposite side of the room has several large tables pushed up against the wall. These are mostly empty but based on the few things I can see there, it's going to be where the food goes. Buffet style dinner it is, I can't wait. Megan and Tristan are still over wi
Bellamy shrugs.“Or, you could just ditch the shoes.”“Excuse me?”“Just take them off, then you have no reason not to dance with me.” I shake my head.“Don't be crazy, it is completely inappropriate to take my shoes off here. Not to mention rude.” Bellamy rolls his eyes.“Megan won't care.” He insists. I open my mouth to argue but before I can get a word out, he drops to his knees and grabs my ankle. I squeal and instinctively kick out at him as he snatches my right shoe right off my foot. He stands and takes a couple steps away from me.“What the hell Bellamy! Give that back!” I stand up but don't try to walk, it'll be awkward with only one heel. He hangs my shoe over one finger and dangles it in front of me.“I'll trade it for a dance.” He offers.“You're ridiculous.” I counter. He just shrugs at me again. I try to take a step forward but stumble. I slip my other shoe off and hold it in one hand. I step forwards again and attempt to snatch my other shoe back from Bellamy. He holds
I- I cut off my own thought. This is not helpful right now. I take a deep breath and calm myself. I might even be almost relaxed when Bellamy finally finds me. Okay, that's not true. I'm completely freaking out. But I manage to hide it. Bellamy comes and sits on the seat beside me. He places my shoes on the ground by my feet and I slip them on. The silence is deafening until Bellamy finally manages to speak. His voice is quiet and almost completely void of expression, as is his face.“Are you mad at me again?” He asks. I shake my head. I don't know what I expected him to say but it wasn't that. “No.” He watches my face attentively.“But?” He waits for my reply. I stand up and move to look at a small water feature built into the wall. I keep my back to him.“But I can't do this right now.” I tell him. I keep my voice calm, but it's forced. I hear Bellamy stand and take a few steps until he's next to me. I don't turn to look at him.“What do you want?” His voice is a dull monotone.“I
“Great! Well in that case, want to come over for a bit? I thought we could look at some bridesmaid dresses and wedding dresses online and stuff. Search for inspiration.” Her sudden mood swings are giving me whiplash. I'm not awake enough to keep up with them.“Uh, yeah sure. Okay. I'll need a bit, I need to wash my hair and stuff before I can come.”“You only just woke up didn't you?” She accuses, her tone is amused though.“I thought you sounded half asleep. It's already almost midday, time to get up sleeping beauty.”“What? That can't be right? I feel like I haven't slept at all. Maybe I'm coming down with something.” I slept terribly and I feel super tired even though I slept in late. Maybe I caught a bug. Or all the stress in recent days is finally catching up with me.“Maybe. If it makes you feel any better, you're probably less of a mess than my brother is. I found him wandering the house at like five in the morning. I'm pretty sure he didn't sleep again. He's back in bed now bu
Next time I check my phone it's basically flat so I plug it in to Megan's charger. It's after six in the evening.“I should probably get going soon.” I inform her with a frown. I'm enjoying myself, I don't particularly want to go home and sit around by myself. It leaves too much time for thinking. Megan grins at me.“You look like you'd rather stay.”“I would.” I admit. She shrugs.“So stay then. We can have a sleepover.” She is suddenly excited, her excitement is contagious.“I'd love to!” I bounce back onto her bed and she laughs as I almost fall off again. It takes a few minutes for her to calm down enough to be able to speak again.“So, I was wondering something...” I start. She nods for me to continue.“Tristan, I don't know a lot about him, and you don't really talk about him all that much. What's he like?” I am actually curious what he seems like to her, because to me he just seems creepy. Megan smiles.“He's perfect. He always says the right thing and we never fight or disagre