Chapitre 38: 38. One of us.
The movie had been on for half an hour, and I had taken exactly two sips from my bottle when the door to my room opened, and the whole fucking pack of men came into the room. Adam came and went straight to the bathroom, took a stopper from the bath, and threw it out of the window. His expression was quite fierce.
He came up next to me and said, "Colin wrote every time, 13 times, honey, so you can be sure the tubs will be changed. No need to traumatize us as you did those five ones. "
Fine, I wasn't that cold. Colin likes to exaggerate. I mean, it was only hypothermia and I'm immortal. I can't die, so what's the big deal? I mean, I know Dexter had been very shocked, Wulfe had been angry with me, that had been very rare, and the same went for Magnum. Murdock had not let me out of bed until my body temp had been normal for 12 hours. And with Colin, I ended up in medical care. Not like that, though. Taylor had been quite freaked out, too. He had not gotten used to seeing me almost dead. He had actually given CPR to me until Colin had come.
I had gotten ripped new asshole every time, but I was who I was. It was just my thing to do, sleep in a bath, what I could do? Wulfe had threaten make few spells to make sure that I did not sleep anymore in bathtub. Magnum had yelled at me, every single time and properly too.
Then the salvatores went through my fridge. Things were teleported out of there. I kept my irritation under control. I had few good sentences but now was not the time. Mariella came happily into the room, apparently with bred and waiting for radar.
She said, "Mimi, this bed is gorgeous; well, we'll see whose radar goes on in a week. Damon's still tending to the wolves, but this bed is really lovely and huge, a real pack bed. Oh, Mimi, isn't it wonderful to make puppies outside with the pack?"
I took my bottle in my hand, opened the cork, and took a sip, well I tried as number four came and took it away, put the cork back on, and said to me, "Darlin, do I have to teach you mini-lesson what to drink, I can guarantee that cubs won't be affected." His voice was outright predatory.
Oh great, my Damon had turned number one. Mariella looked at that too, quite surprised.
He looked at Mariella and said, "My dear, I can always tell number one if you need some teaching too." and his voice was chilling.
Mariella rubbed her arms. Well, action and consequences. If she wants to dispel my Damon from them, this comes onto the surface, so deal with that. Have fun with that creature. I kept my mouth shut as my sentences would have set that off, and fast.
Then the film was turned off, number four took the remote from my hand too and the room started to be explored.
The two looked at me so piercingly that I was a good girl. Fine. They wanted me to move out so they could see everywhere. I had no blood stash in this room or anything else. Only a good place to relax, but Pack needed me to move now.
I said, " Fine, I'll just go to the other room and watch the movies. There is room in this place."
I kept my voice neutral, stood up, and took my dressing gown, wrapping it around me. It was made of pure silk, light pink, violet slip-shaded, and very comfortable. I could see men opening my wardrobe, finding my men's t-shirt collection and they were choosing there what to take. I said nothing. I had plenty of those tee shirts in other rooms as well.
Mariella said, "I'll come with you. We'll watch something together or play a game. I have played quite a lot of console games, so I am still very good at those."
Fine, we're in a pack. I teleported to the tenth floor and went to the apartment. This was the top floor, and there were actually apartments. These were two to three bedrooms, a kitchenette, a bathroom, or a few in them. Very nicely decorated, and they had their own huge balcony. I was in the mood to watch just movies all alone, not being all the time with others. I was in no mood to play or socialize. I wanted my own time. These apartments were just what I wanted,
I enjoyed them; Mariella teleported too and said, " Oh wow, apartments; I mean, this is great; these are lovely; we just need to combine them so the pack can move around better. Put some sort of door in the middle of this wall or wherever, so that entry is not just from that one door."
I went to an apartment with two enormous bedrooms where there was little bigger kitchen, a living room, and my huge balcony, which I had turned outside the bedroom. Sleeping on the balcony's gigantic bed was a great experience, especially on warm nights. I walked towards my bedroom or lounge, and Mariella followed. Soon, I heard noises as the rest of the pack came to investigate.
Here, too, I had some drinks and took one of the Palma cans. I was planning to go lounge out on the balcony and sip Palma. I didn't even have time to open it when Charles grabbed it out of my hand and gave me a Coke can to replace it. Charles was in a very brisk mood, too, and I was under control pretty fucking quickly. It would not surprise me if Charles would have made his own flanks as well.
The rooms started to be cleared out of the walls, bathtubs were found, fridges were found, and Mariella and I were kept sitting in the living room, watching this whole circus as everything was moved and changed and briskly, mercilessly too. My balcony was emptied because it was not safe to sleep out when I could get too chilled and there were many bugs and whatnot. On the balcony, they made tables and chairs, so it was good to eat in the pack too. It was meal time again when the meals were brought out in front of us. Fine, let's eat then.
We ate quite a few meals, and then we had a room made up for us; I had my room, and Mariella had hers; she had a male companion, and I wasn't in the mood yet, so I went on with my films. There was not any single apartment but walls had been taken down, so this was quite an immense space with rooms and spaces. I had no time to see what they were even building everywhere, too.
I was brought something to eat, not invited into the kitchen, but fed and watched. My blood was tasted eager, and I was supposed to drink, I mean scavenge as much as I could. They said it would even go out, and my vampire side wouldn't come out. I drank a lot of blood.
They told me that Reyes Farrow had been dealt with. He had been pushed and trapped into hell for eternity, and nothing could get him free. They had trapped those original wizards too there as they had been hell-made creatures. My suffering through the years had turned balance for our side and this was just the start that could be done in the name of balance. So if there ever came some really nasty guy, the balance was still to us. We had the juice to do things.
But I knew that when I was pregnant, I couldn't unload. The puppies don't like it, so it'll have to wait until later. I think after this, I'll have a holiday, and then I'll go on a road trip. My need for my time was again rising. I was already planning everything.
I would go to India, to a few bazaars to see new rugs and all kinds of funny things. And then to China and Japan, to my "magic shops." There were all kinds of curiosities and I had collected them over the years. I had a collection of them in new castles and manors.
It had been a couple of days since I was lounging outside in the hammock with my eyes closed. This was in a perfect hammock. Mariella had with her men, and I was not in the mood. Charles, Adam, and the boys were busy building and renovating everything. No time to seduce me.
A silky soft voice murmured to my ear, warm breath tickled to my ear, "You baby, you're not going on any road trip by yourself. You can be sure of what's going to come of the holiday. I will not see it just yet."
I opened one eye and looked into Damon's serious, ice-blue eyes.
He continued, " You see, now that I've found out how hard you're being chased, and I can tell you, hard. It's too much of a risk for you to go anywhere alone, whether you have the protection of the pack or not. One thing again where I have changed is that I am a hell of a lot more protective of everyone, including you. I have talked extensively with your five, with Alaric, so no use for you trying to persuade me that you are not chased. And we don't want a holiday yet. It's kitten season. Come and eat, and we'll move you to Manchester, and you can find a nest for yourself. You'll be in cat form all the time, and you can hunt if you want and enjoy it, we will too. But come on, we've got a few things to do before I let you go."
I then got up, and first, this individual cuddled up to me and purred for a while, apparently to his kittens, but it worked on me, too. Then we went into the kitchen to eat, and the master was on a roll. Every female got purrs, and he watched fucking closely what we ate.
I got up. I wanted to have one snack when I thought he had given me everything and I went to the freezer and took from there one box. There were my slices of heaven. It was dessert, a combination of key lime pie and creampuffs, strawberry cake, and vanilla ice cream. They were like little boats. I took four of them. They were really tasty, but this was more than enough. I had learned to do these from one top baker. He was one of fleas and we had discussed a lot of baking too.
Suddenly firm grip took my hand, took my treats, and moved them somewhere else, a voice murmured to my ear, "You have your little hides, but we will find them and I did not permit you to eat those, come on, back to the table so I can give proper dessert too."
He brought me back to the table and went to the freezer, soon bringing quite an enormous bowl of ice cream, fresh strawberries, plenty of passionfruit, chocolate and vanilla sauce, raspberries, and whipped cream. Mariella got the same kind of bowl
We ate a lot. I'd been pregnant for about a week, five days, that is, and I was wondering who was going to get the radar and if anyone else could be paid attention to. I was trying to adjust. It was not so simple as I had done things as I liked for over seven years and now I had no autonomy at all.
Mariella was happy. Mimi had stood up and went to the freezer to get some treat for herself, not asking of her protector while Damon had been tending to wolves so when Damon saw this, feedback had been fast, and soon one pregnant alpha female was put back to sit and given appropriate dessert. Not that what she wanted, but what her protector decided. Mimi's expression had been a little overwhelmed when everyone was fussing all over her these few days and all of this was just good for her. Time for her to learn to be an integral part of the pack. Live in the heart of the pack. Not outside of it. It was time for her to learn to be one of us.
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