Strings of Fate

59 – Sleeping and shrieking

“So Bellamy was telling me about some of the things Shifter men do to court women. Food and clothes and stuff. You had to have known this whole time!” I complain. Megan smirks.

“I figured if it was meant to be you would already know and if it wasn’t… Then why force him to go through the rejection? Besides, I only knew about him buying you a dress, Darrien has been filling me in about your meals together though. Did you really throw money at him?” She asks. I frown.

“Darrien wasn’t even there for that part. He left when we went to dinner.” I point out. Megan

shrugs.

“Just assume all the guards gossip. Except maybe Aaron. He barely even talks. I think I’ve mentioned before that Shaun is a gossip. He told Darrien and Darrien told me.” I groan. So much for privacy. I think Aaron might be my new favourite purely for his apparently unique. skill of keeping his mouth shut.

“I get the feeling I’m going to end up being embarrassed by all you guys a lot in the future. Well since I’m already bright red I might as well just blurt out whatever. How am I meant to respond to Bellamy?” I ask. Megan tilts her head to the side.

“Respond?” She questions.

“Yeah like if the guys have their three main courting things what do female Shifters do? The whole thing seems important to him so I’d like to know. At very least I don’t want to be unaware of my actions, regardless of what I choose to do.” Megan nods at me.

“That’s a smart attitude and yeah it would be important to him, particularly with how much attention his relationships receive. I never bothered with… my ex. Bellamy always did grumble about that. So the women have three traditions also, aside from accepting the man’s courting stuff. First one is to give the man a gift. Something that he can keep to remind him of your affection. Second one is to show that you care for his family, it’s a lot like the one men have expect more about caring than protecting and providing. Last tradition is a public act of some kind to demonstrate your commitment and acceptance of their courting.” We both eat another brownie before continuing.

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59 – Sleeping and shrieking

whole public demonstration thing, I’m not so sure I can do that just yet.” I start.

taken care of the whole caring for his family one, literally just making brownies with me today would have counted, not to mention everything else we’ve done together. So hey you’re already a third of the way there.”

it would have been nice to know before I somehow

leaves, a gift right? What kinds of gifts do people usually give?” I

a date they’ve been on, a personal item of their own, something they

She suggests.

it be best if it was something

fall silent for a bit as I continue thinking about it. I’m about to ask her about spelled gifts when I realise she has fallen asleep. I grab the plate of brownies off her lap and carefully place it on her bedside table. I don’t want to wake her. She definitely needs the rest. I settle back and check my phone. I have a

is turned up. Please tell me if she needs anything. I can be there

She is doing alright. She’s just fallen asleep now. I don’t want to risk waking her. Please get some rest. I promise I’ll call if we need

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Darrien responds immediately.

Darrien- Thankyou

did I wake

nah, couldn’t sleep. Too

nothing you can do right now. Rest and

I’ll see you later.

come

sleep now. I begin googling gift ideas for Bellamy when I hear a muffled yelling coming from downstairs. I glance at Megan but she doesn’t stir. I try and tune it out but my curiosity takes over and I find myself carefully climbing out of Megan’s bed. As I open her door I can hear the muffled yelling is actually more of a piercing shriek. I step into the hall and quickly close the door behind me before Megan wakes.

1. I justify my nosiness by telling myself that I’m just worried that whoever this is will wake Megan. The voice has to be a woman. I know Bellamy had a meeting with Tristain’s mother. It’s been a while though, surely she’s not still here? I’m frozen in the hallway trying to decide if I should listen at the door or just head into the kitchen. Bellamy’s office door swings open with a bang and an older woman backs into the hallway. She has bleach blonde hair pinned up in a French twist