Strings of Fate

38- Sleepwalking and spa days

I put it out of my mind and turn my attention back to those in the room. Bellamy looks dead on his feet, he also looks annoyed.

“It’s got

got to be those damn canine Shifters. Wright has always had an issue with me. Mum never liked him either.” He sighs and deflates. It makes him look even more tired.

“But I can’t prove anything. At least not yet. Maybe I should go and try and find something more solid I could-” I cut him off.

“No, there are more immediate issues. Like you getting some sleep before the party tonight.” I keep my tone firm. I am not suggesting he sleep, I’m ordering it. He needs to rest or he will be totally useless. Tonight will be stressful enough for him as it is. I don’t need him loopy. from sleep deprivation.

“But I need to get proof the canine Alpha was involved in the attack. I can’t just leave it.” He objects. Megan takes the chance to put in her two cents.

“I’m with Ryann on this one Bel, you need sleep. Besides, you have your own personal army of Shifters ready to obey your every whim. Use them.” He is shaking his head before she even finishes talking. He meets her eyes.

“No.” He says stubbornly. He is holding her gaze, Megan stares back at him for about thirty. seconds, there is a clear battle of wills going on here. Ultimately though, Megan fails. She drops her eyes to the floor.

“Dammit.” She mutters. Her shoulders slump and that tells me that she’s done fighting him. on this. Well she might be done but I’m not. I step closer to Bellamy. He is still watching Megan. I see a look of guilt flash across his face, gone as fast as it came. I guess he really does feel bad using his Alpha status to boss his sister around. I put a hand on his arm to get his attention. He turns to me and seems surprised to find me so close. I put a hand on his other arm and turn him to properly face me.

“Bellamy.” I’m standing close enough that he has to look down to meet my eyes. Standing like this, the red thread that connects us is less than 30cm long.

1/4

Emergency calls only

and spa

in surprise when I don’t look away. I have no idea how much time passes, but Bellamy eventually relents. He doesn’t look away,

He holds my gaze as he responds. His voice is far more smug than it should be. He just lost an argument after all. I know he is thinking about our previous discussions of my dominance. Dam it. I was hoping to avoid this for a while longer. But I couldn’t let him keep going like this. He needs to rest.

the door. I suddenly want him away from me, I need some distance. Hopefully he doesn’t connect the dots and realise what me being his equal in dominance could mean. Okay, I know he isn’t stupid, but he is really tired. Maybe he won’t realise it.

going.” He turns and trudges slowly out the room. I

look

demand, defensively. She

Shifter, he can’t order me around like everyone else here.” I make my excuse. I can’t tell if she believes me or not but she thankfully decides

we have a full day ahead of us.” She looks

the door.

calls out behind her as she climbs up a staircase that I didn’t notice

up.” I grumble. I elbow him as I walk past and head back down the hall towards the front door. He follows behind me,

spa treatments for us followed by facials, manicures and pedicures. During the process the beauticians brought us drinks and lunch from a cafe next door to the spa. I have never felt so spoiled in my life. Darrien is following behind us as we enter. He is holding

2/4

Sleepwalking and

yet and didn’t want to risk it. The

him.

can

at her.

course Miss Kane.” He wanders off into the kitchen.

also really doubt that he was bored. Most of the time he seems content just sitting and watching Megan… exist. Megan thrusts both

can see our thread. The other rooms are spare bedrooms I think. It seems a little odd to me that they live together even as adults. But apparently most Shifters stay close to home. They like to live in family groups. Megan and Bellamy’s household is considered tiny since they have no parents, grandparents, mates or children living with them. For a brief moment I consider what it would be like to live here one day. I dismiss the thought, it’s far too early to think of things like that. I’m lost in thought and not prepared for Bellamy’s door to swing open and I stumble up the top step and drop the bags I’m holding. They land at my

apologise. Bellamy shakes his head, although his eyes still seem glazed over

squeak as he steps forward, grabs