Being Right
Giselda
I allowed Annie and Logan to lead me out of the funeral home hours later, walking past Gerald without even looking at him. I didn’t want to see him. I didn’t want to be with him. I didn’t even want him to be alive. If Milton wasn’t here, neither should the person that I still believed was responsible for his death. After getting me situated in the car, Annie shut the door before walking over to Gerald where she spoke softly to him for a moment while Logan hovered behind her protectively. I cleared my throat when they got in.
“I don’t want to be alone tonight,” I whispered as tears threatened to choke me.
“Gerry–”
“I don’t want to be with him either, Annie,” I said, interrupting her. “I can’t explain why I feel the way I do, I just do. It feels wrong to be having these feelings for Gerald so soon after losing my mate, and I just need a break tonight.”
“So, where do you want to sleep?” She asked me.
I nervously licked my lips. “Can I sleep with you tonight? I know that Logan has to go to that alpha hunt thing tonight, and I know you wanted to go with him, but can you please stay home and let me sleep with you?” I begged.
She immediately turned around to take my hands. “Of course, Gilda. I will stay home tonight with you. Whatever you need to be okay.”
I turned my head so that I could look out the window. “I will never be okay, Annie. I love him.”
“I know,” she murmured softly. “I understand. I can’t even imagine losing Logan. If you need me to stay and hold you, I will.”
“Thank you.”
She climbed into the backseat to take me in her arms, whispering soothingly to me as she stroked my hair. I laid my head on her chest, closing my eyes as my tears continued. After Logan parked in front of the sleuth house, he guided us up to my room, where he waited for me to pack the things that I would need overnight before escorting us to their room. Gerald came around the corner as Annie opened her bedroom door, and I rushed into the room, not wanting to see him at all. Logan pulled the door shut behind us while Annie ushered me to the bed.
“I want to see my mate,” Gerald told Logan. “I have every right to be with her right now. She needs me. I’m the only one that can help her.”
“Gerald, listen to me. She needs space. She just put her chosen mate to rest for the final time. She needs to grieve without you in her face right now. Please understand that.”
“But she is my–”
“Look, I said no. If she wanted to see you, she would be in your room. But seeing as how she’s not, she is clearly saying that she wants space. Give her tonight to grieve with Annie,” Logan said, his voice fading as he walked away.
“And what am I supposed to do all night without her?” Gerald grumbled.
“Come with me on this hunt. Annie’s not going, so I need a partner. And when we get back, we can see if she wants to talk. How does that sound?”
“I don’t really have a choice in the matter, do I?”
“Not really,” Logan told him.
“I guess I’m going with you then.”
They fell silent and minutes later their scents were faded enough for me to know that they were gone. Annie gave me a small smile as she knelt at my feet to take my shoes while I sat numbly. Once my shoes were off, she had me stand up so that she could pull the rest of my service clothes off before putting me in a short and shirt pajama combination. She then put me in the bed, tucking me in tightly before getting clothes and going into the bathroom. When she came back out she was in pajamas too. When she climbed into the bed behind me, she wrapped her arms tightly around my waist.
“Let it out, Giselda. You’ll feel better,” she encouraged.
I stopped fighting to hold my tears back, sobbing loudly while Annie rubbed my hair until I fell asleep.
*****
Angel started to growl lightly in my head, urging me to wake up, but I couldn’t. I knew I was moving, walking through something that held my feet with each step that I took. I tried to force my eyes open. I tried to stop walking. Hell, I even tried to inhale deeply to get any little piece of information about where I was, what I was doing, or even if anyone was around me, but to no avail. I was fully under someone’s control and I didn’t like it. The only person that had ever been strong enough to aura me was Gerald, but that was impossible. So, what in the hell was happening? A hand wrapped around my throat, stopping my forward movement instantly. The hand tightened around my neck, before warm breath fanned over my face.
“Don’t make a sound,” he whispered. “Or you’re dead. And I will kill Annie too. So don’t test me.”
I felt a tear roll down my face as he let me go. He had Annie. Goddess, this was bad. I would have been glad to be killed, but I couldn’t risk disobeying him. Not while Annie was with us. She was innocent and wanted to be with Logan. I had to make sure that she made it back to him. My heart sank when I realized that I couldn’t even be sure she was with us. I couldn’t see her or smell her. He could be lying and there was nothing I could do to prove it. I was pushed against something hard and rough. What was that?
He shifted me and the object scratched my skin a little. I wanted to whimper. I wanted to cry out as the scratch burned, but I couldn’t. The only good thing about the scratch was that I now knew what the object was. It was a tree and that meant that I was in the woods. I took a deep breath before breathing in slowly while Angel continued to try to break down the command I was under. He growled beside me, making my body tremble fearfully.
“Gerald! Let them go!” Logan hissed. “Your problem is with me. Not them. Keep it that way!”
“No, Logan, you’re wrong. You tried to take from me, just like that asshole, Milton did. He paid, and soon you will pay the same way.”
My heart shattered in my chest. I knew it. He had arranged to have Milton killed, and it was all because I chose him to love.
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