The Lonely Rogue

Chapter 37 Caspian

The elevator dinged and opened its doors onto our floor. With her hand in mine, we walked into the hallway and towards our rooms.

"I'm sorry if my mother pressured you." I said as we lingered outside the bedroom doors.

"It's okay, she was nice." Junie shrugged, wrapping her arms around herself.

"I know she can be a bit overwhelming." Sensing she needed some space, I shoved my hands into my pocket to keep from reaching out for her.

"But weren't you the one who had clothes brought in for me and picked an entire staff?" She arched her eyebrow in question and I realized that I was the one on trial here.

"I just wanted to be prepared for whenever you decided to come." I said,

"Oh." She mumbled. I couldn't stand it anymore, I reached towards her, running my hands up and down her arms.

"I didn't mean anything by it, dearest, I swear. You know I wasn't rushing you. I wouldn't have asked you to come here if I didn't think there was another option." I rambled on.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, it's just been a lot." Her body began to relax against my touch.

"I know it has been, I can't imagine how much this has been for you. All I want is for you to be safe and happy." I said, brushing her curls from her face and rubbing my thumb over her cheek.

"Was everything okay with your brother and the meeting he wanted?" She asked, changing the topic. I sighed and dropped my hand,

"More business with the rogues. I'm starting to think that Cohen is working on a much larger scale than I originally thought."

"Tell me." Her eyes pinched together in concern.

I told her about the visiting Alphas and their interrogations of the rogues.

"So, you think this Cohen wants to overthrow your family?" I hated the sound of his vial name coming from her beautiful lips.

"Please, don't say his name." I closed my eyes and spoke in a stressful voice. I felt her soft hand brush against my face and I pressed her hand tightly to my cheek, clinging to it for dear life.

"Caspian, look at me." She said and I forced my eyes to open, latching on to her warm honey orbs, "I'm right here." She folded herself against my chest and I captured her in my arms.

"Don't ever leave me, Junie, I won't survive it." I whispered with my face pressed into her hair, breathing in her scent.

"I'm not going anywhere." She promised.

We stood like that for a while, neither of us wanting to move. Eventually, Junie shifted against me and I released her. She stepped back with a bashful smile and a red smudge on her face from where it was pressed against my dress shirt.

"I should let you sleep." I sighed, not really wanting to let her go.

She looked down at her feet and nodded before opening up the door to her room. I peeked inside and noticed that the room was frozen in time. I had never seen it before since none of the Lunas in my memory used it.

"Goddess, that room is vintage." I said in shock. Junie giggled,

"I like it, actually. It all feels very fantastical." she shrugged.

"This isn't a fantasy though, my love, it's our real life." I said and she reached up on her tippy toes to press her lips to mine.

"I know that, silly, but being a future Queen isn't exactly in the cards for an average girl." She smirked, "It's all like a dream."