Unpredicted Mates

Chapter Five

Dedicated to- lovely_undifined

After what seemed like a long time, a lot more grunts and groans, I could hear him finally walking over to me. Kneeling down beside me. I tried to listen in on what he was thinking but he must be blocking me out because I can't hear a thing other than the awkward silence filling the room. Warm knuckles caress my left cheek as Jake moved the hair from my face and tucking it behind my ear. Then just as quickly as he knelt down, he got up and stormed out of the room.

I couldn't stay 'sleeping' this way any longer, it was sending pains all the way up and down my torso. I turned so that I was now lying on my back. My arms, legs and my face was still facing the back leather but this way my weight was shifted and not putting too much pressure just on my right side. Now I wasn't just feeling comfier, I may look comfier as well and it would be more believable that I'm actually asleep. 

My legs were curled up so that my knees were just touching the back of the sofa, my right arm was resting under my head keeping it propped up off the leather material and my left arm was resting across my chest so that my left hand was resting softly on top of my right shoulder. I didn't risk opening my eyes just in case someone else was in the room or had joined it without me noticing.

I heard the same stomping re-enter the room a couple of minutes after he had left. I felt as he lifted my head and part of my shoulders up, loosening myself as if I was actually asleep. He slid something under my head, something soft, something that smelt of him. My head sank into it as he lay me back down slowly trying not to wake me. I could smell him on it, it was definitely his. I took in a few deep inhales of his scent and then went back to my normal breathing. 

His scent so mesmerizing. 

How do I even know that it's his? Why do I know what he smells like already? 

I felt a breeze and then got the same smell wafted into my face from above me and then I felt the thick cover touch my bare arms. I thought he was in a mood with me? Why was he doing this for me? I knew that the Others weren't as bad as mother made them sound, to be honest how everyone made them sound. What am I saying? I sound just like my mother by calling them the Others that's judging them for their genes and to tell the truth I'm not exactly human, am I? 

Like Jake said I'm far from human. 

Jake walked away and I heard the creak of leather as he sat down on one of the other couches, if my conscience was right I had a feeling that he was sat on the couch parallel with the one I'm on. I moved both my arms, so now my right wrist lapped over my left one on my ribs but while moving it, it caused the top right corner of the quilt to move with my arm.

I then slowly moved my head to my left pretending that I was trying to find a cozier place for my head to rest but I knew I was doing it so that I could hear better and I didn't mean their voices, I mean their minds. The pack will all be thinking things and maybe that will explain some stuff to me like why the hell he took this so badly or what he wasn't telling me. There was a small knock on the room's door breaking the silence in the room.

"Jake everyone's here should I tell them to come in?" 

Thinking about the pack and they arrive, creepy. 

He cleared his throat and then replied "yeah" a quick and awkward answer and at that moment I wanted to use these damn diseases I was struck with to find out what exactly he was thinking yet I can't because he has a way of blocking me out.

After a few long seconds, a guy came in the door saying 

"hey dude, what's the big emergency?" I opened up my mind to feel that there was more than just him, in fact, there was more than a dozen people.