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My stomach lurched and I made it to the toilet right in time before the content of my stomach started to come out of my mouth as I vomited. My throat burned as I retched up undigested food from the previous evening.
Octavia rushed into the bathroom when she heard me throwing up. “I am so sorry.” I didn’t know why she was apologizing but my stomach had calmed somewhat when she got in.
“I’m fine.” I rinsed my mouth and splashed water on my face as I straightened. It seemed as if I just vomited all my energy.
When I straightened up, my legs shook. Octavia had to hold me up by my waist and lead me to a seat.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you don’t like coffee,” she apologized. Tears already stained her face as she hovered around me.
I leaned back into my seat with a gr0an, closing my eyes. I hadn’t known that I didn’t like coffee either. I didn’t take it often but I never reacted like this to it before. In fact, I always liked the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.
“I don’t think it’s the coffee.” I opened my eyes and sat up straight. My vision darkened for a second but I didn’t allow Octavia to notice because she seemed on the verge of hysteria. “Maybe I ate something bad yesterday.” I smiled at her but she didn’t look relieved.
“I can get you whatever you want. What do you want? I can get you fresh juice. Do you like orange juice?” She was eager to please but my stomach was empty and none of the options she mentioned seemed pleasant to the ear.
“I don’t have an appetite now.” The poor girl looked like she would wail. She may not have seen a lot of sick people but then again, werewolves never really saw sick people as we hardly ever fell sick.
My wolf was silent this morning and I knew she too had been tired out from all the stimulations of the previous day. I surmised that I was feeling weak because not only had I not eaten, I had also thrown up and my wolf was not awake to lend me her strength.
“So so ” To placate Octavia, I asked her to bring the tray of fruits to me without the coffee. I didn’t think I would be able to push myself to workout that morning. Just the thought of stepping out of the room seemed too much for me then.
“I’ll have some of the fruits. Do you have pineapples?” She nodded vigorously before rushing out to bring the tray to me.
There were plates of diced pineapples, apples, grapes, some bananas, a slice of watermelon and a bottle of water.
Pineapples were one of my favourite fruits but they didn’t look appealing to me that morning. I settled for the apples and grapes but they didn’t really interest me so I could only eat a little.
“You can leave the rest. I’ll take a nap and hopefully, when I wake up, I’ll be better.” I waved Octavia away. She hovered around me for a few seconds before she finally left. I went back to bed and fell asleep almost immediately.
My dreams were weird and obscure, a continuous loop of me trapped in a red room that I tried but failed to escape. There was also someone else with me that I could not see and I was trying to break the both of us out. I heard a loud noise and awoke in a puddle of sweat.
The loud noise was my new phone with a message from Valens. He was asking where I was and if I’d met my assistant. I wasn’t very good at texting so I told him I was home and made a note of calling him later. My growling stomach didn’t allow me to concentrate.
I went back to the fruits Octavia brought me. I was surprised when I looked at the clock to see it was already past two o’clock in the afternoon.
“Wow,” I muttered to myself, wolfing down the rest of the fruits Octavia left behind. I put on a shirt and left the penthouse for the kitchen as I was still hungry.
“Luna Aysel,” Astrid rushed towards me when I entered the kitchen. The girls had just finished lunch and were washing the dishes. They had varying expressions on their faces which I simply ignored.
“I’m hungry,” I said to Astrid just as my phone pinged with a text.
I checked it immediately, expecting a text from my mate but it was from Celeste and she wanted to see me. She sent me the location and I g*****d. It was such a faraway place that we used to visit as preteens pretending to be grown-ups.
‘I’ll be there in an hour.’ I replied to her text.
‘It’s urgent, please.’ I lost my appetite at once.
Something tickled my nose and my eyes opened slowly as if in a trance. It took me a good ten minutes to figure out where I was. I was in bed in the basement of the pack house where I once stayed but I had no recollection of how I got here.
I cast my mind back to try to remember if I came here to get anything but the only thing I could remember was the text I received from Celeste. I gr0aned at the pain that exploded in my mind when I tried to force myself to remember. There was a mental barrier that no matter how much I pushed, I could not get through.
‘Artemis?’ I called my wolf but she still seemed to be asleep.
I was tired and groggy when I came out of the pack house basement. A man greeted me as I passed but my head felt as if someone was banging drums inside. My feet were shaky and my vision blurry but I managed to get into the elevator and move to the penthouse.
My legs carried me to the bathroom because for some reason, my skin crawled. I felt dirty as if I fell into a gutter. I sniffed myself to check if I had really fallen into a gutter and to my surprise, I perceived Lucien’s scent on me.
The scent was faint which meant I must have met him hours ago but I couldn’t remember meeting him today. I concluded I must have picked up the scent from Celeste who may have been around him before she came to see me.
My mind would not settle with that explanation because I didn’t smell like Celeste at all so why Lucien? There was also a foreign scent on me. It was faint too but it bothered me.
“What the hell happened to me?” I asked out loud in the empty suite. Echoing silence answered me.
The feeling of dirt clinging to me made me scrub my skin in the bathroom. I used the flowery bath scent and I spent a long time in the shower but I could not wash away the feeling crawling all over me.
I scrubbed my skin until it turned red and I smelt too much like flowers for my liking but the feeling did not go away. In the end, I decided to use Valens’ body wash. The smell reminded me of him and calmed me instantly. After my bath, I dried myself and wrapped myself in his robe.
I heard a knock on the door. Octavia came in when I opened it. She had a small, uncertain smile on her face when she entered.
“The Alpha didn’t send me but you were absent at dinner. I felt you may still be sick so I brought you dinner. I hope I’m not being too forward.” She set the food on the table.
“Thank you. You’re very thoughtful.” I hadn’t eaten dinner. “I’m a bit disoriented today and I can’t figure out why,” I said as I started to eat.
She sat on the floor with her legs crossed underneath her and it made me frown.
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