Filed to story: Luna Lovette and Alpha Kodak Story
The urge to find her was fierce now, but again Kodak shrugged. “She could be just having a rough day -“
“Christ, Kodak,” interrupted Dante. “She was there for you when you were in a bad state. She reached you while your wolf was feral, and you’re going to ignore this?” He waved his hand dismissively at Kodak and headed for the door. “Forget it. Hide some more, whatever.”
Looking both disappointed and disgusted, the three males walked out of his office and left Kodak alone with his thoughts, thoughts that revolved around Lovette. He had noticed that she seemed off – her odd mood had unnerved his wolf and had him clawing at Kodak, wanting to get to her. But, as always, Kodak had acted against his wolf’s wishes and his own instincts and simply shrugged off his concern.
He wanted to do the same thing again now, but one thing was stopping him; as he had reached out through the pack link to sense her emotions, he’d hit a wall. She had somehow erected a big enough barrier around her that her own mate couldn’t reach her. A person didn’t do that unless a strong emotion was eating at them and they were trying desperately to hold themselves together.
With a determined stride he strolled out of the office and made his way to the living area where the majority of the noise was coming from. The fact that her scent was stronger the closer he got told him that that was where she was.
He entered the room. And stopped dead in his tracks. Across the room was Lovette balancing on one of the dining chairs as she used a feather duster to tackle non-existent cobwebs. But it wasn’t Lovette. Lovette was life and fire and sensuality and adorable sarcasm. She was not quiet or expressionless or withdrawn or robotic.
Most of the pack, even Greta, were gathered in the room on the sofa facing the T.V., but all eyes were fixed on Lovette. And all, even Greta, appeared concerned. So concerned that they only spared him a brief glance before turning their attention back to her.
Slowly he covered the space between them until he was beside the chair she was balanced on. She didn’t look at him. But she wasn’t ignoring him, he quickly realized. She was simply elsewhere in her mind. “Lovette?” he said softly. “Lovette, baby…you okay?” She double-blinked as if snapping out of a daze and then peered down at him. “Everything okay?” he asked again, really not liking the vacant look on her face.
Lovette nodded. “Fine.” Why, of all the times, did he want to speak to her now – now when the last person she needed to be around was him? The answer instantly came to her: Because someone had sent for him – if they hadn’t, he wouldn’t have bothered with her.
She went back to her dusting and Kodak realized he had just been dismissed. “Come on, baby, come down from there.” No response. “I think we can safely say there isn’t a speck of dust left up there.” Nothing. Not even a sarcastic comment. His wolf was pacing again, not liking that she was obviously hurting. “How about you get down and we’ll go get a cup of coffee.”
Lovette wanted to hit him. Why was he talking to her like she was an insane person having an episode? A better question would be why won’t he just leave? And, as it happened, there was actually plenty of dust up here.
“Lovette, how -“
“Don’t you have something to do in your office?”
Kodak winced. He deserved that, he knew he did. “I’m not moving from this spot until you tell me what’s wrong, baby,” he told her gently.
“Good,” she said as she hopped down from the chair. “That means you’ll be a long way away from me because I’m about to leave the room.” She picked up the chair and carried it through the tunnel toward the kitchen, deliberately ignoring Kodak who was trailing behind her. Tao wasn’t far behind him. She returned the chair to the dining table and put the duster back in the cupboard before going to the sink to wash her hands. Noticing there were a few mugs and dishes on the counter, she stacked them into the sink and filled it with hot soapy water.
“What is it, baby? Tell me what’s wrong.”
That was now the fourth time he had called her ‘baby’. Cheeky bastard. If he thought he could block out her existence but then expect her to still confide in him he was seriously mistaken. Lovette would have told him that, but she didn’t want to argue with him, she just wanted him to go back to his hidey hole and leave her to grieve her mother in peace.
Lovette knew that her method of grieving wasn’t normal, that shutting off from the world around you while your body went on autopilot and you disappeared in your thoughts and memories was not good. It was the same state she had slipped into when her mom and Joey were in the accident. Although she had eventually dug her way out of it, she always tended to retreat whenever it was the anniversary of their death or either of their birthdays. It was just how she coped. The only way she could cope without screaming.
But having Kodak around her – someone who frustrated and annoyed the hell out of her and had her wolf all messed up – was threatening the stability of her seemingly indifferent state. All that frustration and annoyance that she had been shoving aside was at risk of bursting out of her. If that happened, she would break. She couldn’t afford to do that.
“Come on, leave those and come sit with me.”
Ignoring him in the hope that he would go away, Lovette continued scrubbing the dishes.
“Lovette, you can’t tell me you’re not upset about something.”
Realising he was closer now, she warned in a low voice, “Back off, Kodak.”
“Back off?”
“Yes.”
“You want me to back off?” It was one thing when Kodak assumed she just didn’t want to talk about whatever it was that was bugging her, but it was another thing altogether for her to want to freeze him out.
“Yes, I want you to leave me alone. It shouldn’t be too hard. You do it easily enough any other time.”
“Is that what this is about? You’re mad at me for not spending time with you?”
A short humorless laugh escaped her. “Yes because the world revolves around you.”
“Then what is it?”
“Like I said, just back off.”
“I won’t back off. Not until you tell me what’s wrong.”
Deep breaths, she told herself. And those deep breaths actually worked. The tension didn’t leave her body, but it eased a little. Until hands wrapped around her middle as a large body pressed against her back and, making it even worse, he whispered into her ear ‘What’s wrong, baby?’
There was that word again! Something inside her snapped. Abruptly she spun, splashing water everywhere. Shocked, Kodak jumped back out of the way. “Didn’t I tell you to back off? I’m pretty sure that’s what I said.”
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