That night, Alex wasn’t able to sleep, and she turned and tossed for about two hours or so. She had wondered what Gabe was doing in his room or worse, in his shower. He had told her point blank that he was going to be having a cold shower because she had turned him on by mentioning his name. She wouldn’t have known the kind of havoc she wreak by just calling him Gabriel if he hadn’t told her, and that was probably what would come to her mind every damn time she called him. That was cruel, Alex must say, but she guessed she liked what he did, putting her hand on him to feel what she did to him. To be honest, that had been the exact reason she was here thinking about him instead of being so deep in sleep the call of her name won’t wake her. She had remembered how wide and long he felt under her palm, and thinking about it again made her eyes widen and another lump form in her throat. “I really need to get some sleep.” She muttered. She was supposed to be asleep by now, not awake, not

Still inside Alex's room, with Gabe right in front of her, she prayed for an intervention but it didn’t come. Then she was going to have to take control of the situation on her own if she wanted anything to happen. She looked up at him taking a single step back so that she would be able to breathe. She shouldn’t be this close to Gabe, to be honest, because it would only lead her to want what she couldn’t have. Perhaps, she couldn’t blame him much now, not after knowing all he had told her the other time, but what he was doing here at two something in the morning was what she didn’t understand. “Gabe,” she called, stopping herself from calling him, Gabriel. That had, after all, been the highlight of what had caused the drama that had happened tonight. “I don’t know what you think you would achieve by coming here and making me mad, but I’m not letting you “sleep” in my bed with me.” She said, dropping her hands to her sides. Gabe took back the distance she had taken from them to walk

“That’s what I heard.” The woman told her and she furrowed her brow. She had been gone from the pack for a while now and had just returned, only to be informed about something, something she wanted to remain buried. She was going to have to go see Marilyn and Mason, they needed to know not to talk about it to anyone. This was supposed to be something no one knew about, but she guessed that fate had a twisted sense of humor. “Thank you, Rose. I’ll just go to my room now.” She said, touching her index fingers to her temple. She started to feel the wrath of a nasty headache that was brought on by this very unpleasant news. She wondered why she didn’t hear anything until now. Rose; one of the pack members that was married to the son of one of the elders looked at her with squinted eyes and she asked. “Are you okay though? Do you need me to do anything for you? Perhaps, I could get your daughter for you.” She shook her head and gave her a smile, the smile not reaching her eyes. She did

“What are you doing, Gabe? You’ve been groaning over the last few minutes.” Alex said as she walked around the kitchen table to come to stand behind him. She pushed her breasts into his back innocently, and he groaned, again. Alex stared at the screen of the laptop in front of him to see that he was working on a spreadsheet of some sort. She furrowed her brows and squinted her eyes to study it, then she asked. “What is it? Is there a problem?” “All these is in ruins. I don’t know how stupid whoever prepared this was, but I’ve been trying to work on it since last night after I took Dean's call.” He said in response. Oh! Alex thought. This must be what he wanted to do when he left her in the arousal mood she was in yesterday after taking his best friend's call. “Is it something you have to work on in a hurry?” she asked and he nodded. “Yes, I have to get it back to Dean soon.” He said. She nodded her head. “Fine. You finish up the food for dinner, I’ll get this done.” She said and

Something was wrong with her, she could feel it. At first, she had thought this was something that had to do with the fact that she was here in the cabin with the woods surrounding this place, but she knew she wasn’t seeing this back at Berkeley Moore, and there were plenty of woods surrounding the place too. There was something about this cabin, something she couldn’t really pinpoint since they had arrived here until a couple of days ago when she had a flash of vision about the place, or maybe it was a sense of déjà vu. She had this weird sense of familiarity with the cabin as if she had seen it before. Two days ago, she had gone to the basement as Gabe had asked her to, to get a bottle of wine but as soon as she opened the door down to it and climbed down the steps, a flash of vision came to her, and it was as if she had been here before, which she knew was incorrect. How in the world could she have ever been to a place she had never been to before? She had practically only just