When they touch me (Shelagh Milano)



Artemisia

I'm biting on the nail of my thumb as I'm watching the most ridiculous action movie that I have ever seen.

But still better than the romantic ones they wanted to watch because they thought I would like them.

As Cayden apparently accepted the invitation of Logan and tagged along as well, I assume that I'm now sitting through the most awkward movie night in history.

While Logan had wanted to sit, or rather lie, with me on a large sectional, Cayden had me sitting in one of the recliner chairs next to his.

And Logan ended up sharing the sectional with his brother.

Even if I'm convinced that he would have been cuddling closer to me.

I giggle to myself as I take another handful of popcorn.

Looking over to Cayden, I see him staring at the screen with a frown.

He must find it as ridiculous as I do.

He doesn't seem very relaxed though, because his posture is totally rigid. I realize that I have not seen him smile once since I talked to him at the lake.

'Focus on the Alpha, and discard the mutts.'

You have to be fucking kidding me!

Ignoring Cassy's remark, I scoop another handful of popcorn into my mouth.

I miss his smile though.

Keeping myself from ogling him, I force my eyes onto the screen.

Other than the other two, he is dressed in a suit, really not looking like he was up to a movie night.

And he looks gorgeous.

I think it is rather cute that he came to watch the movie with us, even if I can imagine that he wants to be anywhere else but here.

Giggling to myself, I shift in my seat to lie down further.

Logan must have picked up my sigh, as he lifts himself to look at me. "Are you enjoying the movie, Missy?"

I hold up my thumb and hear him chuckle as I return to pick at my popcorn.

The movie takes forever to finish. And I feel like bursting at all the popcorn and sweets I crammed because of my desperation.

On top of that, I felt restless all the time. I had some anxious feeling that I just couldn't pinpoint where it came from.

If I didn't know better, I would say that it is some kind of mixture of anger and impatience, but none of them would match the situation that I'm in. Maybe a little bit because I got aggressive because of the stupidity of the action movie, but it's far away from feeling this anger.

Thanks to Cayden, I barely get a hug from my mates before I walk back to my quarters with him.

I can see that they are disappointed, and even if I would surely feel embarrassedly anxious, I am a bit disappointed too as I would have wanted something more to happen as well.

Goddess, I'm slowly going crazy.

Climbing the stairs next to Cayden in awkward silence makes it hard for me to push down the urge to say something stupid.

He, on the other hand, seems to be his usual stoic self, so I am relieved as we finally reach our floor, and I can scurry to my quarters after an awkward curtsy.

"Good night, Cayden."

"Good night, Missy." He scrunches up his nose, making me feel even more stupid.

Thank you for that.

'This is because you behave like an idiot. You should be more seducing around him.'

I roll my eyes at Cassy's comment and walk into my little kitchen to make myself a cup of tea. “Aren't we talking a little bit too much lately?" Chuckling, I feel her irritation stream through me. With a gasp, I ponder over the possibility of being able to feel her emotions.

But that can't be.

Now that I think of it, this kind of emotion feels different from the irritation that I felt during the film.

Bringing the thumb to my lips, I halt mid-air. "Is there any other reason for you to suddenly start talking to me now?" I ask her, but she remains now?"

quiet and ignores me with a Scoff.

“Okay! Whatever, Cassy." Pouring the hot water over the teabag in my cup, I sigh deeply.

This isn't how I had imagined my life to go. And having my wolf insulting me constantly now, instead of just reprimanding me from time to time, is a lot harder than I expected.

I fear the moment my mates will want to know about my wolf, and I will suffer the consequences for her behavior. After finishing my tea while standing in the kitchen and answering some texts from Ramona, I change into my pjs.

I slip beneath my warm blankets and take a deep breath.

Listening to my heart beating fast in my chest, I realize that I can't calm it down, and get up.

I pull a dressing gown over the top and the shorts that I am wearing and go to open the door to my quarters.

Plopping my head outside carefully, I see that there is no one scurrying around. Only Cayden seems to be in his office, as I see light coming out from under his door.

With light steps, I reach the staircase and sprint down.

Even if I'm doing my best to be as quiet as possible, I can't imagine going unnoticed by everyone. So, I hurry up to get to my destination as fast as IThis material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

can.

I groan at the pictures that pop up in my head, making me actually want to get discovered and punished.

'Cassy, not now!' I hiss at her, reaching the small movie room we were in just a bit less than an hour ago.

Without even thinking a second

thought, burst into the room,

halting in my movements as I spot

three Omegas about to clean up. "Oh Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't think... I just wanted a little snack."

"No worries. Go ahead." One of the three says, gesturing to the table with the snacks. "Thank you," I say awkwardly, waving a chocolate bar into the air. "I'm Missy, by the way." "Oh, we know that already." Another one in the back says, flipping her blonde hair back.

I nod as they don't seem to want to introduce themselves. "Well, nice to know. I'll get going so..."

Blowing my cheeks, I run back out, hearing them murmuring even before the door closed behind me.

I roll my eyes as it seems to trigger Cassy, 'That's because you aren't Luna material. If you were the Alpha's mate, they would respect you.' This hits me like a blow, and I halt in my tracks, closing my eyes. As my racing heart overpowers her mean mumbling, I start running again. 'Also, what are you doing?' She screeches as I open the heavy door to the dungeons.