I squeezed my eyes closed. This was going to be a long night.
Chapter 25
Isabella
I had fallen asleep somewhere between orgasm 24 and 25. My eyes fluttered open, and I pulled the blankets farther up my naked body. All I remember was the constant shift between pleasure and pain.
My clit was swollen. My nipples were stinging. My pussy was raw.And my throat was beyond sore from screaming his name all night long.
After rolling onto my side and curling into a ball, I rubbed the rope burn on my wrists, hoping that the pain would vanish. His minty scent lingered on his pillow, and I inhaled deeply and sighed, my mind numb. It was so damn comforting, but I couldn’t understand how it could comfort me after that torture last night.
I took a deep breath and frowned. In a few short days, I would be leaving his pack for good. I wouldn’t be able to wake up with his scent lingering in my room or my scent lingering in his. I wouldn’t be able to get on his nerves every day. I didn’t meet anyone in the Lycans that smelt like him, and I didn’t know if I ever would.
Maybe I would change my attitude when I became a Lycan. No more brat Isabella, especially to Ryker. He was someone who admired my strength, not pushed me away because of it. I didn’t have to fight him to respect me.
The clock on the wall read 12:35. My eyes widened. Shit, I was late. Roman would punish me again for it. And my whole body was too sore from last night to survive another punishment.
I shot up from the bed and noticed Roman sitting on a chair across the room, lips curled into a small smile, gaze lingering on me. “Relax,” he said, standing and placing two journals on the dresser.
“I’m late for work,” I said.
“Well, it’s good that you’re not going in today.”
I leaned against the headboard, pulling the blankets up my chest. “You’re giving me the day off?”
“Seeing as you slept through half the day already… yes.”
“That’s not my fault.”
“Actually, Isabella, it is.” He walked over to me and stopped just where the sunlight flooded in through the window and hit his eyes, making them a golden sea. “But I’ll let it slide for today.”
I crossed my arms over my chest and frowned at him. His eyes were soft, unlike the hard ones he gave me last night. I gazed at the chair, the glass of water, and the journals on his dresser. “Have you been watching me?” I asked.
For the briefest moment, he gazed at his journal and licked his bottom lip nervously. His muscles flexed against his baby blue V-neck. “Do you want breakfast?”
After arching a brow, I grabbed his shirt from the side of the bed and tugged it over my head. “Why’re you being nice to me?”
“I can’t be nice to you?”
“You’re never nice to me.” And I was never nice to him. We got on each other’s nerves, made each other furious, even hated each other at times. That’s how we worked, and this sudden niceness was making me uncomfortable.
“Do you like eggs?”
I wrinkled my nose. “Eggs are boring.”
“Moon Goddess, you sound like my sister.” He groaned and rubbed a hand over his face. “What would you like then?”
“Anything,” I said, waving him off and gazing around his bedroom. Notebooks were stacked on the dresser, clothes were folded neatly inside his laundry basket, pictures of him and his family hung on the wall. I frowned at Luna Raya and Alpha Guss and twelve-year-old Roman. They all looked so happy.
Helooked so happy.
After gazing at the picture with me, Roman held out his hand. “Come with me.”
“No,” I said and crawled off of the bed. “There are people downstairs.”
I could smell the dozens of scents that had been here and had gone this morning. So many people, I didn’t know who was here now. It could be Jane and Vanessa, waiting to just ruin my whole life. If Vanessa found out and I ended up being the talk of the pack, I’d be that girl who cheated on hermate Derekwith the alpha. A typical cliché.
“So?” He grabbed the door handle.
