Heading for the door, I grab my clothes when she speaks behind me, making me stop. “Or you could shower with me?”
“You want me to shower with you?” I ask, turning back to face her, wondering if I heard her right.
“Well, you did the other night, so it is not like you haven’t seen me naked.”
“Yeah, but you were passed out. That is a little different,” I point out.
“So, do I need to ask Lucas for his brandy cream or the bottle to get you to shower with me?” she laughs.
Kaif presses forward, and I try to shove him back. His eagerness to be anywhere naked with her is making me uncomfortable. It takes me a moment to realize I haven’t said anything when she moves her weight from one foot to the other and bites her lip. I can feel her rejection at me for not saying anything.
“If you don’t get in that damn shower with her… I will, though, and I may break it,” Kaif snaps at me.
“It’s ok,” Marabella says and darts into the bathroom, closing the door.
“What is wrong with you?” Kaif growls at me.
“You are what is wrong,” I snap at him. Listening in, I hear the water turn on and feel her embarrassment at asking. I turn to leave and head to the other shower when I can’t get past the damn door. I try to step past the door again, but it is like hitting a barrier.
“Kaif!” I growl.
“Wasn’t me,” he says, though the glowing of my hands, I know he used a barrier spell to stop me from leaving the room.
“I swear if you give me a damn hard-on in there, I won’t forgive you,” I tell him, walking back to the bathroom and opening the door.
“No promises,” Kaif chuckles.
Marabella
I can’t believe I humiliated myself like that. He just stared at me and went mute, the most awkward situation ever, so I bailed and chickened out.
“I think he was just shocked you asked. You didn’t need to run from him. You could have given him a chance to answer,” Kora argues.
“Of course you would say that. You weren’t the one standing there in front of him,” I retort.
“Hmm, well, I am over all this mate drama. I say just mark him and be done with it. Why do they have to do the marking?” she whines.
“You want me to just go take a bite out of him?” I chuckle.
“Why not, they do. I don’t see why it is always up to the man,” Kora huffs, annoyed. I know she wants her mate. Kyan is as much hers, maybe more so seeing as the wolf side chooses the human counterpart.
Hmm, I never thought of it that way, but then again, I am definitely not comfortable going up and biting someone and forcefully marking them. Especially Kyan. What if I angers him and he locks me in his basement like he threatened ages ago?
“But do we have a choice? I don’t see Kyan or Kaif marking us anytime soon. This would be so much easier if you were a lesbian,” Kora growls.
“Somehow, I don’t think that would be easier. I am pretty sure it is the same.”
“I don’t know because you’re not a lesbian,” Kora huffs.
“Are you, Kora?”
“Well, no, I don’t think so. I am whoever I am destined to be with – unicorn, an ant. Shit. If I was mated to a tree, I suppose we would become a tree hugger,” she laughs.
“Oh, gosh, that would be so funny. Imagine if Kyan was a glittery unicorn with Kaif’s voice being all grr, wouldn’t be so intimidating when he growled while farting glitter and was colorful like a rainbow,” she cackles.
“I think all this mate stuff is getting to your head Kor, sending you slightly insane.” I laugh at her.
“Well duh, hello. We have a mate that doesn’t want to mark us because of some curse, and another who won’t betray his friend and mark us until Kyan does. I say, bite away. At this point, I am going to drop dead unmated. Maybe we should buy a cat. You could become that next crazy cat lady, plus easy lunch if I got hungry,” Kora tells me. I shake my head at her ramblings. She can be bizarre sometimes, but that is one thing I love about having a wolf.
The random things she would come up with, or the strange way she thought. It never bothers me when she keeps me up all night just rambling about random things. It stops the loneliness creeping in, hard to be lonely when your wolf has enough personalities she makes the dude from the movie Split look sane. One minute she is all serious business, the next quirky, or damn horny, sometimes all of those things. Then other times she is just Kora, just as lost in this world as I am.
Maybe there is something wrong with her?
“I am outraged! How dare you, if I am insane you are,” she laughs.
“Maybe we aren’t insane and everyone else is?” I offer.
“Exactly. They are the weird ones. We are perfectly normal,” I laugh for a second. Maybe, I think to myself. My brows furrow as I notice I actually haven’t stepped into the shower yet. I am just staring off blankly while talking to Kora.
“You know you have to be in the shower to have a shower, right?” Kyan says, making me jump. Both Kora and I were so distracted talking to each other that I hadn’t even heard him come in.
“You’re also supposed to remove your clothes, not that I am telling you how to shower, but most SANE people shower with their clothes off and don’t talk to the shower door,” Kyan chuckles. My eyes widen. Oh god, we were talking out loud. Shame.
“Gosh, you can be embarrassing sometimes. You really should be more observant of our surroundings,” Kora chirps. It is her fault! I roll my eyes at her.
“I wasn’t talking to the shower door; I was talking to Kora. Wait, how long have you been standing there and how much did you hear?”
“Kora said something about you getting a cat, which I don’t recommend. I hate cat fur, and no way am I cleaning kitty litter. Also, Jax has a cat fetish. You would be buying a new cat every week after he eats it,” Kyan tells me, and my face heats. Damn wolf, making things awkward.