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.

 

so fast that I wonder if he was waiting outside the apartment. He starts checking my pulse, looking in my eyes

 

foods and work my way up to exciting foods, you know, like fruit.

 

you up and about, Luna, ' he says with a smile

 

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

 

he says with a shrug. "Alpha

 

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

 

to call you Luna. You're my mate and as long as I don't completely

 

away all day, on them," he dramatically puts the back of his hand on his

 

love that sound," he leans against the counter,

 

before clearing my throat, "Um, Bronx. I was wondering if anyone picked up my clothes before

 

my favorite shirt? "

 

meant..." I stammer trying to figure out how to

 

okay. I'm just teasing. It was a bad joke. I'm the one who should apologize. Not you. I'll get Lenora. Hopefully, she has some clothes that fit you. We'll get you to the mall tomorrow s

 

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

 

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

 

the crackers, and listen to Lex gush

 

not sure what she means by that but I just munch on

 

Lenora barges into the room with Bronx close behind her. They both plop giant piles of clothes on the

 

inches shorter than me and from what the doc says about sixty pounds lighter. Soooo...I brought my niece

 

are a lot of neon -colored

 

she's ten,"

 

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

 

are some stores with petite sections at the mall. W e

 

feel myself flush with embarrassment, "About that.

 

and Lenora

 

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

 

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

 

the card out of Bronx's

 

groans and rolls his eyes as Lenora puts his card in her

alone?" I shift

need to talk to her, he just squeezes my hand

 

and back? Everything is still sore and umm...I haven't had

 

I'd be happy to,”

 

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