“Where are you going?” I ask her and she stops in front of the door.
“To shower, I’m covered in his filth,” she says.
“Use the one in our room,” I tell her and she seems to think for a second.
“You want me to sleep in your room?” She asks, I could feel through the bond she wanted to but was unsure.
“Yes you’re my mate,” Though as soon as the word left my lips her thoughts were screaming at me, she wasn’t sure I was her mate not after being tricked the first time, but she also wanted to go with me. Her thoughts were giving me a headache with the back and forth, I would hate to feel how bad her headache is.
“You are my mate, Reika,” I tell her before walking toward her and pulling her to me.
I run my arm down her back before sliding it under her shirt and she gasps at the sparks rushing over her and I hear her heart rate spike. Moving closer to her. Leaning down, I run my nose across her cheek and she leans in inhaling my scent, her hands going to my chest as she runs her small palms over them.
“That feeling, the sparks, my scent, the weird urge to touch me you get, is because I am your mate, that’s how you know I’m not lying to you,” I tell her and she presses her face against my chest.
“So you get that too?” She asks.
“Yes, I get the same feelings too, the same urges,” I tell her, kissing her forehead.
“So our bathroom?” I ask her and she nods before following me.
I flick the light on and I had never felt so relieved to go to bed before. I was exhausted, mentally and physically.
Walking into the bathroom, Reika starts removing her clothes while I turn the shower on for her before stripping these god awful pants off that felt like they were about to tear down the seams.
The entire floor turns red the moment she steps under the water. Congealed blood stuck in her hair as she tried to rinse it out. Stepping in behind her, I grab the shampoo pouring some in my hand before washing her hair and she leans back against me as I massage her scalp ridding it of the blood. I push her forward back under the stream rinsing it out before doing the same with the conditioner. Though having her this close and touching her was now making me uncomfortable.
Reika
Ryker washes my hair and I almost fell asleep while standing, his fingers moving over my scalp was relaxing as I leaned against him. Ryker pushes me forward under the water and I rinse it out before grabbing the soap. I wash the blood off, scrubbing my skin to remove his disgusting scent off me.
Amanda had been quiet since we killed him, though not having her voice in my head was peaceful. I was also starting to miss her. I wanted her opinion on finding the pups, where she thought they could possibly be. I was met with only silence, I had forgiven her for lying and kind of felt bad now realizing she was also lied to. She was so sure he was our mate, though Ryker’s words made me think otherwise. We only met him through glass and the one time she did meet him, she killed him.
Though now thinking back to that day, now I could actually remember it, I didn’t feel the strange magnetic pull to him, or the sparks and I knew that’s what upset Amanda. She may not be talking to me but I could still feel her, and I could feel she was embarrassed that she didn’t realize, embarrassed that she was fooled so easily.
Ryker rinses himself off behind me and I turn to face him. He had his back to me before he suddenly hopped out. He grabs a trowel keeping his back to me before rushing out of the bathroom making me wonder if someone had done that weird mind talking they do. I had to remember to ask him how to do it. I finished washing myself before hopping out, it took me a few turns off twisting the taps before realizing I had to push on them to make the water stop. Grabbing a towel, I walk out and into his cupboard before grabbing one of his shirts off the hanger. I slipped it on before walking out to find Ryker was already under the blankets in bed.
I stand there awkwardly, why is he being so strange? Did I do something? His actions confused me, he was fine in the shower before darting out but now he had his back to me laying on the edge of the bed.
Climbing on the bed I slip under the covers, though the nagging feeling of him being so cold suddenly made me feel unwelcome, maybe I should go sleep in Tyson’s bed? Wriggling over I turned facing his back before reaching out and touching his arm, his skin felt warm but the moment I touched him he went tense. My stomach dropped, I didn’t understand what I did wrong, did he change his mind about wanting me to be his mate? I move my hand away from him before rolling over and facing away from him.
“He wants to mate with you?” My wolf’s voice suddenly appears in my head. I felt her come forward so I could hear her better.
“How do you know that?” I ask her.
“Can’t you feel it?” She asks, But I shake my head, before thinking of trying to feel for him, but the connection felt strange and made me tingly. Made between my legs tingle and I didn’t like the feeling.
“That’s the same feeling I can feel from him,” she tells me.
“But I don’t know how to mate,” I tell her before hearing him chuckle behind me. He suddenly rolls over before his hand touches my hip tugging me against him. His chest rumbling against my back as he laughed.