ARTEMISIA
“So, you are a doctor?” Matt’s eyes sparkle as he questions me.
“Erm… yes,” I say shyly, scooping my potatoes from one side of the plate to the other.
My eyes keep snapping over to Fynn, who is eating all by himself at a table in a corner. His unpleased frown about his momentary situation has me chuckling internally. I shock myself at the thought of him being cute and shake my head as if wanting to free my head from the thought.
“Is something wrong with the food?” Logan asks, making me shake my head.
With a sigh, I lay my fork down on my plate and flash him an apologetic smile. “Sorry, I’m just sad that I had to leave my family, so my stomach doesn’t seem to fancy any food intake at the moment.”
Logan laughs, as he puts his arm onto the back of my chair. “Don’t worry. Your appetite will come back soon enough.”
I gulp as I get captured by his gaze, and force a smile. “I’m sure about that.”
It is surprising how these triplets seem to be total opposites of each other. I’m surely used to twins because of my family, but the differences between them have never been so contrasting. My brothers are more like teams rather than individuals.
While Matthew is of the sweet and shy kind, Logan seems to be more of the confident, flirtatious type of guy. And, as both of them hold something caring in their being, Fynn is only and simply an asshole.
Which he, by the way, presents anew as he scoffs at his brother’s remark.
“She is just a spoiled princess.”
I keep myself from gasping by crossing my arms and ignoring him. As I’m acting like I wouldn’t care I could swear that I feel his glare on me, his strong displeasedness wafting over me.
Stupid prick.
“Is the pack house always this empty?” Wanting to change the subject, I look around. “Just you and the staff?”
The men laugh, and Matthew shakes his head, “No, we are usually very chaotic over here, and it is practically a wonder that they haven’t run into the house yet to see you. But Fynn had them vacate to make sure you weren’t too overwhelmed.”
“Aaw, thank you, Fynn.” A warm feeling streams from my heart, feeling honest gratitude, even if all I get for my thanks is a grunt.
I don’t care anyway!
After I finished dinner, and finally managed to convince Matthew and Logan that I’m fine, and have eaten enough, I get a tour of the house.
While Matthew and Logan chat along happily, Fynn follows us sulking with his hands buried in his pockets.
Cayden disappears into his office, which is apparently situated on the second floor. He gives one last instruction before he leaves me alone with my mates.
“Finnegan, don’t forget your penalty.”
Fynn growls before he storms out of the house, leaving the huge entrance door open. He reaches the middle of the gateway before shifting into his wolf. I watch after him mesmerized as he throws his head back, his black fur calling for me as it shines under the moonlight. His loud howl ripples through my bones, drowning me in his discontentment before he takes off to run into the woods.
“Such a show-off.” Logan scoffs, passing me to close the door, and freeing me from my trance.
I smile at him as he walks back towards us and sighs exhausted.
This is going to be stressful.
***
“And this is your room.”
I gasp audibly as Logan opens the door to my quarters, taking my breath away.
The entire tour up here was already too much for me to bear. We had started on the first floor as we came out of the large dining hall situated just half a floor lower.
It started alright as we strolled through the big rooms on the floor, where they held the community rooms, game rooms, cinemas, and everything a heart would desire as a pastime. They explained to me that there is always a lot of movement by the people of the pack and the unmated warriors as they love to spend their evening here when they don’t go out to the nearest town.
I panicked for a second as I don’t do well with huge crowds, and I was amazed at how comfortable I felt with them sensing my discomfort. They explained to me that we have a lot of entertainment rooms on our floors as well. And as nobody is allowed on this floor other than us, we can enjoy our time if we are not in the mood for the crowd.
“Fynn is always downstairs though,” Matthew laughed, making his brother chuckle as well.
“Yeah, he is such a fidgety Philip,” Logan added with a grin, and I swallowed a groan.
Awesome.
We passed the second floor practically hastily. They told me that this is the floor where the unmated warriors reside, and I risked a peek, seeing a few plopping their heads out curiously.
I waved at them with a smile and giggled as I saw them storming back into their room sheepishly.
The third floor was presented by Logan proudly as it is his floor that he lives on as a Beta. He still gushed over his floor as we descended a set of stairs to reach one of the wings.
“We will show you the other wing tomorrow,” Logan said as he passed the large doors of a small foyer, entering a lounge room. “You must be tired.”
“I’m about to sleep on the spot,” I answered with a chuckle, taking in the stunning interiors of the many entertainment and game rooms.
We climbed the stairs reaching the second floor of the wing which would be Matthew’s floor, as Gamma, before we finally reached my floor.
I am shocked to hear that I will be sharing my floor with the Alpha, just until we find a solution to our situation that will suit everyone.
Feeling like a piece of exotic meat on a meat market, I push the bad sensation down, focusing on my beautiful rooms.
I’m still staring in awe at my cozily furnished room in the colors of lilac and beige as a thought crosses my mind. “Where is Fynn staying? And what is his role?”
“He is staying on the floor with his warriors. He is the one leading them.” I nod absentmindedly, as Matthew answers my question.
Clearing his throat after a short awkward moment, Logan moves around the door, showing me the locks and the system to adjust the heat and the a/c. He must be seeing my confusion at me seeing the bolts and locks as he chuckles. “Don’t worry. It’s just a precaution. Cayden is nearby, and we are doing our best to behave, but Fynn tends to be a hot head, so…”
My breath gets stuck in my throat but I force a smile. “I’ll be fine,” I assure them while comforting myself.
“We will leave you alone now. Have a good night, Missy.” Logan says, stepping up to me to press a small kiss on my cheek. “If you need something just let us know. Also, there is always an Omega scurrying around to ensure things are alright. Just call for them, if you need something.”
I nod as I watch him exit the room. Expecting that his brother would do the same, I’m a bit disappointed at Matthew only waving at me from the door before closing it.
“Good night, Matt,” I call just in time, giggling as I see him blushing before the door closes fully.
With a deep sigh, I look around my room before I walk to the door and lock every single lock.