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.

 

fast that I wonder if he was waiting outside

 

now. I need to eat bland foods and work my way up to exciting foods, you know, like fruit. Toast with butter and crackers until I

 

about, Luna, ' he says with a

 

my hand and tells Alpha Bronx to call him if there is

 

appétit," he says with a shrug. "Alpha

 

You, of all people, never need to call me Alpha. Got i t?" He says with a smirk. It's kinda a sexy

 

thing?" The doctor was right to call you Luna. You're my mate and as long as I don't completely fuck things up between us, one day

 

day, on them," he dramatically puts the back of his hand on his forehead. I giggle, looking at the little

 

he leans against the counter, putting his chin in

 

Bronx. I was wondering if anyone picked up my clothes before we left Silver Moon? I have

 

don't like my favorite shirt? "

 

I stammer trying to figure

 

should apologize. Not you. I'll get Lenora. Hopefully, she has some clothes that fit you. We'll get you to the mall

 

the mall. I 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

 

is a dream, Kas. I can feel his wolf. I can't wait to meet him! And Bronx called you Baby. So romantic just like always!"' Lex

 

munch on the crackers, and listen to Lex

 

but I just munch on

 

warning, Lenora barges into the room with Bronx close behind her.

 

me and from what the doc says about sixty pounds

 

There are a lot of neon -colored leggings and shirts with kittens

 

she's ten,"

 

here I can wear," I shrug. I don't want to admit the clothes are a lot nicer than anything I've owned before. I find a pair of jeggings and a white t- shirt that says '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 undershirt in the pile. It will have to do. Aside from smelling like I have a dead animal stowed away, Bronx's shirt is huge on

 

some stores with petite sections at the mall. W e will find adult clothes for you,''

 

myself flush with embarrassment, "About that. I-I, um, I can't go to

 

and Lenora speak at

 

shopping. Alpha Graham never paid me. Getting to live in the packhouse was my payment," I say, looking at the ground,

 

my eyes go wide. I have never been to a mall, let alone used a credit card. I barely know this guy and h e is just handing me

 

out of Bronx's

 

eyes as Lenora puts his card in

can I talk to you fora second...umm, alone?" I shift my eyes away from

just squeezes my hand and steps out

 

Kas? Everything alright?" "Oh, yes. Yes. It's just...before you leave, can you help me wash my hair and back? Everything is still

 

I'd be

 

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