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365âSneaking Into My Bedroom
Nora
I sped up and ended up in my room, a new one for me. Iâd be sleeping here for the night. Even
though it was the most comfortable place Iâd been in months, I would be restless mentally. That
small room where I could curl up with my babies was still the best one for me.
âDid you see their audacity?â I asked Akira as I paced around angrily. The nerve of them to try to get
information out of me one by one. Why the heck were they back now?
âI couldnât feel much because you were hiding me behind your ring, but I heard them. What the hell
is wrong with them?â she sounded furious too. It was nice to be on the same page with her for once.
I reached the small fridge, and a distant memory made me lose myself in thought for a moment. I
remembered how Brody had filled it up
for me when I first arrived at his mansion.
âNora!â Akira pulled me out of my thoughts with a gentle whisper.
âUgh! Iâm so tired,â I said as I opened the fridge and grabbed a soda can.
âCan I ask you something?â Akira questioned while I sat down and started drinking the soda.
âSure,â I replied, taking a break from drinking to respond.
âHow do you feel about them, and the fact that Nash and Cain have broken things off with their
girlfriends, how do you feel?â she asked, surprising me that she even remembered it.
âShocked. I wonder if the girls will try again to get them back again,â I shrugged as I rummaged
through the fridge for some snacks.
âOkay! And how do you feel about it?â she pressed.
I told you. Iâm shocked,â I frowned in confusion. Then I found macadamia nuts and, well, I stopped
worrying about anything. These were my favorite kind. I grew up eating these, well fighting for these
with my brother. He would always eat his first and then take mine too.
âNora! Didnât it make you feel anything more toward your mates? Happiness, or sadness because
they left us for them and now theyâve left them too?â I didnât understand why Akira was pushing so
hard to get a reaction out of me.
âUgh!â I rolled my eyes at her attempts to make me open up.
âAnd you didnât notice anything else? Like anything they particularly said. about you and their
feelings for you?â she continued to question while I zoned out.
âUmm!â I was honestly not pretending anymore. I tried to remember what else they had spoken
about, but I couldnât recall a single thing. I guess I was so busy with my acting that I didnât focus on
the words being spoken by them.
âNot really. Did they say something new?â I asked, and she groaned.
âNora! What is happening to you?â Her concern seemed a bit dramatic. There was no reason for her
to panic like that.
âNothing. I just donât care anymore, Akira. I have my children on my mind,â I snapped at her, my tone
harsher this time, before I went into the bathroom to take a shower.
The water was so warm, and the nice tub made me relax my muscles after
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months. These kinds of luxuries had never excited me before, but now they were inviting. However,
I noticed that my wolf had suddenly gone silent.
Maybe she was upset with me. But I wanted to rest and maybe talk to her when she wasnât acting
like a counselor.
After everything was settled, and I lay down in my bed, a knock on the window behind me jolted me
out of my thoughts. For a moment, I couldnâ t process anything properly.
âHow many times do I have to tell Ryker I donât like him sneaking through the window?â I muttered as
I woke from a brief slumber and complained, until I realized what I was saying. Slapping my
forehead for getting stuck in the past, I kept my gaze fixed on the window.
Maybe I had imagined it or dreamed about it. However, it wasnât just a dream when I heard the
knocking again. My body shuddered at the persistent sound.
âDid Ryker-â I knew it was his habit to sneak into my room, but why? Didnât I tell him to leave me
alone?
Getting off the bed and walking towards the window, I debated whether to answer or not. Finally,
mustering enough strength, I pulled back the curtain to reveal the most shocking sight ever.
âWhat the heck are you doing here?â I mouthed, as the words became too dry and stuck in my
throat at the sight of the man outside my window. I just couldnât understand why he was here.