Stepping back, he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth. “Now that you’re awake, I am okay. I’m so sorry that I didn’t see the danger that night.”
“We lived,” I smirked, scrunching up my nose. “Laura’s dead and we’re not. That’s a win for team good guys.”
“It’s cute that she thinks we’re the good guys, right?” Cole asked, turning to look at Rhys.
“It’s endearing, if not a little irrational. We’re the monsters, but let’s wait to tell her that.”
“You guys know she can hear you, right?” Nyx asked, sliding to the bed beside me. “What I said in your dream walk? That happened. It really happened. So, should I not tell you out here?” I stared at her while her mouth opened, and her eyes widened. “Got it. Can we redo this and wake her back up later, so she doesn’t know that I washed her vagina? She’s prudish.”
“Stop talking, nymph,” Nyota stated, smiling at me. “It’s about time you woke up. You asked the alpha to remain at your side while you slept. That makes you an asshole. Just so we’re clear. Also, welcome back to the world of the living. I’m… glad…,” she paused as her brothers watched her. “I’m glad I didn’t have to watch these assholes mope around because you died.”
“Thanks, Nyota.”
“I’m Thurston!”
“So you are, Thurston,” I laughed, turning to stare at Rhys. “I think I need a bath.”
“You just had one… Oooo,” Nyx stated, inhaling the air before she tilted her head. “You just woke up! And you call me horny? Jesus.”
“Someone get the doctor up here to check her out so we can get her that bath she’s itching to take,” Rhys stated, his lips twitching. I stared hungrily at him, watching his eyes smolder with the hunger to match mine. “Now,” he growled, moving to the bed as everyone watched us. Thurston jumped, and we turned as he sailed through the air toward the bed. Rhys lifted me quickly to prevent injury. He moved so fast that I hadn’t even known he had until I was in his arms, staring up at him with wide eyes. “Thurston, Remington needs rest. There’s a giant pool out back, why don’t you go swimming for a bit?”
“Thurston, swim!”
We laughed while watching Thurston excitedly leaving the room. Rhys placed me back onto the bed and sat beside me. He reached for my hand, and Nyota studied it, smiling before she hid it. Rhys adjusted the covers, fussing over me while the entire room watched in silence. He didn’t seem bothered by it, not even when the doctor entered and shooed everyone out but Rhys.
Chapter Thirty-Two
The doctor gave me a clean bill of health, and I’d tried to corner Cole for days without luck. I was pretty certain he was avoiding me, but Rhys denied it. Rhys, on the other hand, couldn’t get enough of me in his bed. He had demanded I remain with him, close by at night so he could guard me. Not that there was a threat against me anymore.
If I were honest, I’d admit to myself that I enjoyed the feel of Rhys beside me. I would admit that his scent drove me to the edge of sanity and hung me on a cliff of bliss. I’d also say that being with him when he laughed or seduced me was mind-blowingly beautiful. I’d admit that I was falling for my enemy, but I wasn’t admitting that shit out loud. That was a double-sided blade that once you fell on, couldn’t be withdrawn from your heart.
I watched Thurston dancing, clapping his hands while I followed his lead with his mother and father, both watching us. Thurston was simple. He wanted to dance without a care of who judged him. He didn’t mind that the world wasn’t black and white, or that we belonged in the edges of those colors in the grey area. What I wouldn’t give to feel his carefreeness with him. But I could feel that something was coming. Every day a grey cloud hung above us, threatening to let loose without mercy. We all felt it closing in around us.
Tapping Thurston’s hand, I bowed and thanked him for the dance before heading toward Rhys, who had just entered the hall. The moment I got close to him, Van Helsing knights rushed into the hall, striding urgently toward him. My heart dropped as their words echoed in my ears the moment they reached him.