We stay like this for a while until he says, ''How about we get you something to eat? You haven't had anything solid i n almost a week.”

 

I pull away from our comfortable position and think about it.

 

"Yeah, I'm pretty hungry," I agree. I don't actually feel hungry, but I don't want to make him upset with me either. Not when things are starting to go so well.

 

“Alright, I'll make you a little snack. Then we can get the kitchen to bring something up for you.”

 

“Thank you, I'm just going to freshen u p real quick, if that's okay?”

 

“Of course. The bathroom is through that door," he points to a door at the back of the suite. «

 

He helps me get out of his lap and I make my way to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and realize I'm a mess.

 

My face is visibly dirty and there is still some dried blood in my tangled hair. I look down and see my hands and arms are just as gross as my face. I sniff the shirt I'm wearing. I smell terrible. UGH! How embarrassing! |

 

I wash up at the sink as quickly as I can. At the very least to get the dirt off my face, arms, and hands. I don't havea hair brush or a hair tie, so I try just running my fingers through to smooth i t out. It ends up looking worse. Oh my Goddess! The hottest guy on the planet i s just outside the door. Of course I look like a feral child! I swallow my pride and head out to the kitchen.

 

Alpha Bronx is standing in the kitchen cutting berries with a much smaller knife than he had the last time he was in the kitchen.

 

“Feel better?" he asks, not looking up from what he is doing.

 

“Umm, better enough for now, I guess," I reply shyly.

 

He smiles as he looks at me and nods. H e doesn't seem to notice my messy appearance.

 

“Umm, just out of curiosity, did you call me 'Baby' earlier?" I lean against the counter and ask as he prepares the bowl of fruit salad for me. A guilty look crosses his face and he rubs his hand on the back of his neck, "Uh, yeah, I guess I did. Is that alright?”

 

“T think so. I just wasn't expecting it.” He has me sit at the breakfast bar of the kitchenette and puts the bowl of fruit in front of me. I smile as I take a piece of strawberry. It tastes amazing. I eat more fruit when all of a sudden, my stomach feels like it is in a weird knot.

 

"Oww!" I push the bowl away and grab my stomach.

 

"What is it, Baby? What's wrong?" Alpha Bronx comes around the counter and kneels in front of me.

 

''My stomach," I grimace.

 

glaze over as he mind links someone. A moment later, a doctor comes to the room. He gets there so fast that I wonder if

 

too much for my stomach right now. I need to eat bland foods and work my way up

 

to see you up and about, Luna, ' he

 

me Luna. He pats my hand and tells Alpha Bronx to call him if there is anything more. The Alpha takes some Ritz crackers out of the pantry, arranges them on a plate, and hands the plate

 

a shrug. "Alpha Bronx, that

 

people, never need to call me Alpha. Got i t?"

 

my mate and as long as I don't completely fuck

 

puts the back

 

the counter, putting his chin

 

my

 

You don't like my favorite shirt? "

 

stammer

 

Hopefully, she has some clothes that fit you. We'll get you to the mall tomorrow s o you can buy new clothes. I'll be right

 

have no money. Obviously, he doesn't know that. "Lex, is this real or are we having some kind of bizarre dream? Like, are we going to wake up in my bed

 

a dream, Kas. I can feel his wolf. I can't wait to meet him! And Bronx called you Baby.

 

munch on the crackers, and listen to Lex gush over our

 

what she means by that but I

 

warning, Lenora barges into the room with Bronx close behind her. They both plop giant

 

me and from what the doc says about sixty

 

up a few things. There are a lot of neon -colored

 

ten," she

 

'Girl Power' in sparkly pink letters. Good enough for me. There's a couple of pairs of clean underwear but no bra. Not that I have much of a chest but I do prefer to wear one. I keep digging until I finda spaghetti strap

 

at the mall. W e will find adult clothes for you,'' Lenora

 

flush with embarrassment, "About that. I-I, um,

 

Lenora speak at

 

paid me. Getting to live in the packhouse was my payment,"

 

Baby, you don't have to worry about money," Bronx pulls out his wallet and hands me a black credit card. "T-I, what-," my eyes go wide. I have never been to a mall, let alone used a credit card. I barely know

 

card out of Bronx's hand, "T'll handle

 

and rolls his eyes as Lenora puts his card in her

to you fora second...umm, alone?" I shift my

talk to her, he just squeezes my hand and steps out

 

Yes. It's just...before you leave, can you help me wash my hair and back? Everything is still sore and umm...I haven't had a proper bath in literally

 

I'd be happy

 

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