172 - Answers In Bathtub
"You were crying all over him."
Valerick had been silent since they had left Nicholas' office, he had been quiet in the hallway on their way up here, quiet when he had locked the door to their room, quiet when she had stepped into the bathroom to wash her face, and he followed her.
He had been so quiet, it was terrifying.
She knew he wouldn't hurt her though but that didn't stop the uneasiness his silence made settle in her veins.
Only after he had shut the bathroom door did he speak, and Zezi finally understood why their bond felt strained in her mind.
"Crying all over him like he meant something to you."
She swiped her hand neatly across her cheek, wiping her tears away.
"George is family."
"I will never understand that you love him. Still. I try, I really do but I can't understand." His voice was cold and bitter, smiting the tiled walls of the bathroom, clashing with the sound of water trickling in the tub.
There were rose petals on the surface of the water.
Zezi could only suspect Gwen for this.
"I don't love him." Her gaze finally snapped up at him, her voice stern. "I care. I am worried. No matter what, he is family. The father of my child." Those words slipped, just like how Valerick's glance had swept over her stomach buried under his shirt that she had finally rushed into before leaving the room earlier.
"You don't love him. You love me."
She sighed. They had just Nicholas' office and none of the "new-found parents" had regained consciousness yet. She was worried for both of them.
What did this new information mean for all of them, including her Mira?
She had that to worry about too.
She wished she could talk to Gwen, but she had been really busy and Gwen had been spending more time with her daughter instead.
She appreciated that though.
"Valerick, this is not the time."
He was leaning by the wall, and she was here by the tap, a couple of steps away from him, but it felt like the walls were closing in and bringing them together, along with this suffocating tension in the air.
They had so many things going on, this just couldn't be the right moment for this.
"To say you love me?"
She had never told him she did. She knew. It was a battle she struggled with every day.
She turned away from him quickly, there was something about his darkening eyes that was about to force the truth out of her. Her hands slipped to the tap and she turned it on, finally washing her face.
"I love my people." She said when she was done. Her heart was racing so fast, she knew he could hear it.
It was pointless to hide it.
"Get into the bath, Zezi." It was a gruff command. Her hands tightened around the edge of the bathtub.
"Let us not do this today."
She had barely completed that statement when she felt the heat of his presence behind her, towering over her. Her skin sizzled with electricity beneath and she fought to stand on her feet instead of leaning back into the peace that was him, and called to her.
His rain scent seeped into her lungs and she feared what more would happen if she were to turn and breathe him in even more.
She would lose it.
She knew.
"Take off your dress and get into the bath or I will rip it off you."
Alright that would definitely make her lose it, lose everything!
Not now.
Not this.
She had to stay focused and start thinking of her situation with Mira, her plan for her family to leave this place, the effect of this new information about Delice being Mira's mother, and how best she could incorporate it into her plan so that---
A rough shudder crossed through her and her legs buckled, making her fall back into his chest suddenly. His hand on his mark that decorated her neck rendered her no mercy with the liquified lava of pleasure that ran down her veins.
Great, he was doing the same thing she did to him.
So unfair.
His hand slipped around her waist, his whisper filled with the fight of restraint, as his hand went around her neck, forcing a gasp past her lips.
"I want to be gentle." His words had an edge of anger to them.
She yanked herself away from him, took off her dress, and slipped into the bath as quickly as she could.
A groan rumbled in his chest and he muttered rough words under his breath, before getting rid of his clothes and joining her in the bath.
Zezi didn't watch, but she didn't have to. His presence couldn't be ignored and like a metal drawn to its magnet, she looked, getting lost in his eyes and the madness that rested in that abyss, then to his body.
She gulped.
His hands found her, turning her so she had her back to him.
"I want his scent off you." His voice ghosted over her shoulder and she shivered, the bond merciless with the hyper-sensitivity it delivered. "You should only smell of me."
A moan vibrated in her throat, as she fell back to his chest, her hand slipping through his hair, water trickling as she moved.
"I'm not sleeping with you, I need to think."
"No sex."
"What?" Her eyelids snapped open and she turned sharply to him. "You won't sleep with me?"
He chuckled into her shoulder, while his hands worked on making her clear of that wolf's smell.
"You just said you won't sleep with me and I am not offended."
"I don't mean it like that, I certainly want you."
"I love you." He slipped in, like it was nothing. His hand that held the sponge moved over her other shoulder, and further down until she arched into his touch.
"Valerick," her voice was quick shaky, wrong time for this. Why was everything today happening at the wrong time? "I think I should see my daughter. I-- what does this mean for us? Is she still my daughter? Is---
"She will always be your daughter."
She frowned, turning to him instinctively, observing him like she had never seen him before.
He paused, looking back at her for that moment. If she had expected that from anyone, she would never have expected it from him.
Her fingers trailed his face, and she observed through scrutinizing eyes.
"Say that again."
"You will always be her mother."
That was even better.
She kissed him, because even though she hadn't known it, that was what she needed to hear, someone to tell her that the relationship between her and Mira remained unchanged.
She didn't even know she needed to hear it, but he had said it and said it perfectly.
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