Was he having a dream? 

Chapter 7 

 Vivian's POV 

I had said it as a mild joke to cut through the butter thick tension in the air but he looked at me as if I suggested harvesting each of his organs, discussing lining up his pictures, scrunching them but not stealing any of the rugged handsomeness that edged them. 

"Clearly I'm supposed to take the bed I'm of a higher ranking than you it goes without saying that I will take the bed," he said responding to my joke with full seriousness maybe it was too soon to think I could crack a laugh with him after all we had been sworn enemies in my previous life it would be strange if he suddenly flipped his switch and started treating me kindly out of the blue.

My eyes landed on the bed, the only available one in the entire motel because every other room had been taken and I had snuck into this one since I knew he was here. 

"Are you sure you can't give it up to me? Isn't there a single gentlemanly bone in your body?" I don't know why the heck I was pulling his leg like this. Maybe being reborn twice was loosening some nuts in my head but there was this strange lightness that took the weight of my chest when I spoke to him even though his eyes shot at me like daggers.

"Gentlemanly behavior."he crossed his hands in resolution "...are only for ladies not vipers,"

I sighed with the resolution not to test him anymore at least not for tonight.

"Then can't we share it?"

His eyebrows needed together as if he was deciding something of life or death.

"You are far too relaxed around me, anyone seeing us would think that we were long lost acquaintances and not sworn enemies." He sits on the bed, "has it not crossed your mind that I might just be pretending to play along with you? That I'm waiting for the moment you sound asleep before ending you?"

His eyes remained planted on my face gauging every reaction. 

"Don't be mistaken I am afraid," I said taking the other side of the bed, "... But I'm down so low right now that the only thing you can take from me that has any value is my life,"

I folded my fingers together two life times flashing through my mind. 

Two pointless deaths that nobody mourned.

Back then every breath had been for Draven, and the family I thought I had. 

"Since I've hit rock bottom the only way I can go is up right?"

He was quiet for so long that I thought he had gone to sleep. I turned around and he was facing me with that piercing intensity from his side of the bed. 

"So that's what this is all about? Revenge? Getting back at the pack that humiliated you?" He sounded almost offended that it wasn't something grander.

"You make it sound so petty and vindictive when you say it like that,"

"It is," he said, "But at least it's the most believable thing I've heard from you all night,"

As much as I had spoken confidently I still wasn't stupid so I slept lightly, enough that when he began to stir next to me I knew, alarm shot through my veins and I clenched my teeth hard there was still that power I was discovering the one I had been reborn with, I had not gotten enough time to really dig into it but I knew if Jacob decided that he didn't want to extend the benefits of doubt to me then I was ready to defend myself. 

My whole body got stiffer the closer he came, I curled my fingers into tight fist waiting for what could be attacked until I felt it, his hands wrapped around my waist and it was sudden but it didn't feel like in attack his breath hot and unsteady brushed at my neck and he was mumbling something in between. 

Was he having a dream? 

For a subconscious hold it was surprisingly strong there was no way of getting out of it without waking him, I remained still that was when I started hearing words between the mumbling. 

"... No, don't go.... Please don't..."

His voice that sounded hard and impenetrable was broken and miserable. What kind of dream could he possibly be having, who could be able to invoke such an emotion from one of the Lycan princes?

As curious as I was, the pressure on my ribs was becoming something I could no longer ignore. I started to tap him on his arm until his eyes went to open and he yanked his hands away from me as if he just touched something venomous.

"What do you think you are doing?" He spat at me.

"Don't you think I should be the one asking you that question? You're the one who didn't want to sleep in the same bed with me and yet you didn't waste anytime submitting to your base urges,"

He looked down at his hands as if they had gotten in mind of his own and betrayed him. 

"I need some air," he said tightly getting off the bed, "don't even think of following me if you know what's good for you,"

"I wouldn't dream of it," I said lying right through my teeth, in truth I knew exactly where he was heading to. In my previous life it had caused a great disaster for him and his pack and I was the one behind it all but sensing how prickly he was towards me I was seriously doubting that he would just allow me to come along with him. 

So I waited already knowing where he was heading to so I didn't have to worry much about finding him. When the moon had hung itself high enough in the sky I swallowed a deep breath preparing myself for what was to come. 

I pushed myself off the bed and headed towards the door in a haste because in exactly 30 minutes Jacob was going to die.