I walked into the kitchen still deciding what to say to Ivan and how to get him to talk to me, when the door of his office opens and he walks out. I smile at him and walk towards him. As we get closer and are about to be face to face he moves to the side and keeps walking like I'm not even there with a stone expression on his face.
"Ivan? Hello?" I say waving my hand in his face, he doesn't react. He grabs a bottle of water out of the fridge and walks away no reaction what so ever still. "Ivan, what's wrong? Did I do something?" I shout after him he walks into his office and closes the door. I sigh and follow him.
When I enter he's sitting on the floor in the corner of the room huddled up into a ball, all his papers strewn across the floor like a layer of paper snow.
"Ivan are you okay? Are you feeling okay?" He looks up at me after a while , he stares at me for a while with a blank look on his face no recognition nothing. That's weird I think to myself. Even when he's stressed like this he always knows who I am. Im usually the one who sorts him out.
I walk over to him and as I crouch down and get closer to him like a frightened child he growls and bares his teeth. I back away slightly and slink down so I'm eye level to him and this seems to calm him a little.
Why is he acting so strange? Maybe he's just stressed with alpha duties or the rouges maybe he thinks we cut it to close this time. I don't know. hopefully he'll get some sleep and feel better in the morning.
"I think you need some sleep" I whisper trying not to scare him. He nods still holding that blank look on his face and he stands up slowly then I stand up and help him upstairs in to his room. As soon as he hits the bed he falls asleep. I sigh, turn off the light and walk out closing the door behind me hoping he's okay in the morning.
I head to my own room still wondering what's wrong with Ivan , if he's not back to himself by tomorrow night I'll take him to see the doctor. I get undressed and put my PJ's on and climb into bed. It takes me a while to drift off but when I do it isn't for very long.
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Thieves of tomorrow (Short story)
WeerwolfThey say when your life ends , your life flashes before you eyes, your memories and mates , loves and lovers , family and foes. But it doesn't. You just feel numb and detached as blurred sounds you recognise but can't quite grasp intrude on your pe...