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.

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a whisper. He stares down at me stubbornly. His eyes widen in surprise when I don’t look away. I have no idea how much time passes, but Bellamy eventually relents. He doesn’t look

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. I

eye.” I wave him towards 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

going.” He turns and trudges slowly out the

a satisfied look on her

She just

can’t order me around like everyone else here.” I make my excuse. I can’t tell if she believes

day ahead of us.” She looks excited

the door.

up a staircase that I didn’t notice earlier. That just leaves Darrien and I. The moment Megan is out

him as I walk past and head back down the hall towards the front door. He follows behind me, still chuckling

make it back to the house. She had arranged full body scrub 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

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that our manicures might not be totally dry yet and didn’t want to risk it. The risk must have passed though because Megan

him.

be pretty boring for you. You can go relax now. I promise to call if either of us need to leave

at her.

Kane.” He wanders off into the kitchen.

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

plate. on it with Megan’s name. The others are all plain. Still, I know that Bellamy must be asleep in the room to the left, I can see our thread. The other rooms are spare bedrooms I think. It seems a little odd to me that they live together even

head, although his eyes still seem glazed

time to sleep for a bit longer-” I stifle a squeak as he steps forward, grabs me around the waist and pulls me to