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

that so?" He asked, not sounding very

it's very warm,"

toward me and placed his hand on my forehead, a frown marring his lips. Then he cocked his head to the

might this be?" He asked, reaching around me and grabbing the cloth that I stuck

not making sure it was completely hidden. He pulled the cloth

He asked. "Is this the reason you feel warm?

my lower

"I'm really not feeling well. I put a warm cloth on

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

open it. One of the maids stood on the other side with a glass of water and a medicine bottle. "The Alpha told me to give

thanked her and closed the door, bummed that

knocked on Elliot's office

"Come in," he said.

the door and stepped inside. He

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