The thought occurred to me, but I'm not sure how well I could pull it off.

I suppose it couldn't hurt to try.

The following day, I remained in bed for most of the morning. Normally, I would be awake early so I could work on some paintings in my studio. But today, I was pretending to be incredibly sick so that Elliot would let me miss the gathering happening in a couple of days.

I placed a hot cloth over my face and when I heard the bathroom door opening, I quickly took the cloth off my face and shoved it under my pillow.

When Elliot saw me still in bed, he frowned.

"Why haven't you gotten up yet?" He asked as he finished getting dressed for the day.

"I don't feel so good," I told him, making myself sound sick and pathetic.

His brows furrowed together.

"You were fine yesterday."

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

it really got bad today. I think it's getting worse, and I'll probably be sick for at

He asked, not sounding

head; it's very

and placed his hand on my forehead, a frown marring his lips. Then he cocked

He asked, reaching around me and

it was completely hidden. He pulled

asked. "Is this the reason you feel warm? Do you take

my lower

feeling well. I put a warm cloth on my head because I have

some medicine. I'm sure once you get up and shower, you'll feel better,"

stood on the other side with a glass of water and a medicine bottle. "The Alpha told

and closed the door, bummed that my plan

on

"Come in," he said.

the door and stepped inside. He

you need something? Or are you going to stand there

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