Emily's POV
"Come on." Dathan says weakly. "Why are you even mad?".
"I need my scarf as soon as she helps you up." I said through my teeth, as quietly as possible.
I looked at Zyna and forced a smile while at it. It's not that I was sad to see her, or angry or anything, I just would have appreciated it if Dathan had run it by me.
"I never saw anyone so pissed because their friend showed up." He chuckled.
I gave him a very nasty look. So bold of him to crack jokes when I'd just risked my reputation to save him.
"You know that's not why I'm angry." I replied, picking my phone up in the most insuspicious way possible.
"Well, now you have answers to the questions you were asking me." He said, holding my hand then leaving it.
I locked eyes with him, and tore my gaze away instantly.
"Oh! And thank you for being here for me. I'd rather you not mention that I have seen my wolf to anyone in the house." He said, another confidence I had to swear to.
"Bye." I said curtly, and stood up, leaving him on the floor.
There was no point striking any conversation with Zyna, cause she didn't come for me. She didn't even enter the house to see me first!
"Have a nice time." I smiled and hugged her briefly, before continuing on my way.
Later, I'd worry about what they were up to, and if her visits to him were gonna be more often. My most pressing problem was what to tell Damon.
He was right in my room, smackdab laying in my bed.
I had to have an explanation for the blood on my clothes. One that didn't involve the part where Dathan transformed.
And I had no physical injuries to blame.
Worse still, the blood stain was just on my chest, there's no way I could say it was my period.
I thought hard and hard, but I kept walking fast.
With nothing to say, I summoned the courage and pushed my door open.
"I'm sorry I spent so long. I didn't mean to keep you waiting. I understand if you… Damon?" I immediately started talking as soon as the door gave way, that I didn't see that he'd passed out, fully asleep on my bed.
I said a quick prayer of victory to the Moon goddess while I changed out of my blood stained clothes and trashed them in my bin.
Then I had a quick shower, making sure to apply all the sweet body scrubs and feminine washes. I wanted him to wake up while I was at it. So he thinks I've been in for a long time and just didn't wanna wake him.
"Shoot!" I yelled as some shampoo decided to slip into my eyes.
It stung for a bitter minute or two, before I washed it out.
"Emily?" Damon's voice called from outside.
"Yeah?" I answered, "Just a minute. Can't come out with all this soap on."
"Alright." He said with a sleepy voice.
I wasn't in a rush though. I treated myself nice. It'd been a long day, and I wanted to wash all that corporate nonsense out of my hair.
While my hands were busy, my mind wandered. What the bumpers did Dathan mean?! I knew what he meant, but damn! He had so much guts bringing Zyna in. And Zyna!
Who do they think they are?! Nothing goes on between them without my permission!
"Why are you taking so long though?" Damon crooned from the bedroom, reminding me of his presence.
I chuckled nervously and quickled washed all the soap off me.
"Hey you." I said, reentering my room. One towel wrapped around my hair, another wrapped around my body.
"You look so pretty." He said. His eyes were still quite swollen from his little nap.
"Don't make me shy. It's weird enough having you around me with no dress on." I said, chuckling.
"Why should it? You're my wife!" He replied.
I love when Damon gets playful.
"You kinda said you wanted us to be boyfriend and girlfriend." I reminded him.
"That's our reality. But it doesn't change that of everyone else." He defended.
"So whose reality do you want to be in now?" I asked him. My heart rate had tripled at that point.
"Where do I get to hold you like I want?" He answered, question for question.
"My nightmare?" I blurted.
"Come on! You hate me that hard?!" He said, putting a hand on his chest and looking hurt.
"I don't! I just, I just don't want to rush things." I said, and sat beside him.
Our bodies were so close, but my thoughts couldn't have been farther from his.
I shamelessly wanted to seethe and be mad at Dathan and Zyna, on my own. But for the first time, Damon wants to spend time with me.
I waved off all thoughts I was having, for fear he'd read my mind. I heard Alpha's always do that stuff.
"As much as I want to pretend that I understand that, I don't." He smiled, and pursed his lips.
A part of me was still a bit unconvinced that Damon would sit with me and talk like that, rather than have his way with me. But I guess I'm thankful for it.
"What exactly do you want to do right now?" I looked him in his eyes.
"I want to hold you, that's for sure." He said, looking genuine. "But I can't control what happens after that." He added, nodding assertively and rubbing his thighs.
"Let's do it." I said, smiling in his face.
"Do what?" I asked, shocked.
"Come hold me. But not before I change out of these." I chuckled, pointing at my towels.
He looked excited, very excited.
"Sure you don't have work to attend to soon?" I asked, as I changed into something else back in the dress room. .
"Apart from you?" He asked, and I chuckled quietly back in the dressing room where I was. "No." He added, just this time, he was right behind me.