Not My Way

Sleep talking - 29

*Lilly's pov*

"I love you too." I said. Deon froze. A smile burst on his face and pulled me towards him and kissed me passionately.

I returned the kiss. He pulled back as we saw Terrain shift around. I think he is waking up.

Terrain shifted some more until he stood up and paced around the plane. His pacing finally got the best of me.

"Terrain! Sit your tush. Your pacing is annoying the heck out of me." He looked at me apologetically. Then sat.

"Are we going to be killed?" Terrain asked. I shook my head. "Don't think like that. Just think about surviving."

He nodded. "Or think about someone you would survive for." Deon added. I quickly glanced at him.

"I have no one." He explained. "You have us. I've known you long enough, and I trust you, you're like my family. And Deon is my mate."

"Do you not trust me." Deon asked. I rolled my eyes. "That's not what I meant."

Be laughed and I grined. Terrain had a slight smirk. "Am I really family to you?" He asked.

"Like a little brother." He smiled and looked at Deon. "Would Deon be like my brother in law?" He asked.

My eyes almost popped out. Deon's hand went on my back. "Yeah, soon enough." He said.

My eyes went wider. "What?" I asked and looked at Deon. "You've got to be joking." I said.

He shook his head. "I don't know how much longer I can last." He said and looked me up and down.

I cocked an eyebrow. Terrain made a gagging noise and Deon licked his lips. "Really? You're making the poor boy gag."

He laughed and Terrain fell to the floor laughing. I smiled at them. This might be the only time to do that now.

'Don't be like that. He'll survive. I'll bet on it.'

'You shouldn't bet on anything. Gambling is a harsh game.'

'It'll be okay. And I'm sorry all this is happening on your birthday.'

I shut the link and sat back in my seat. I sighed and closed my eyes, hoping this time I would sleep the whole time.

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"There is a bad storm coming up, be prepared. The flight will take another half hour. Dave out!" The pilot yelled cheerfully.

I picked my head up. Another half hour, sleep another half hour. It was dark in the plane. It would work.

I put my head back down and closed my eyes. The plane was very bumpy. It was hard to go back to sleep.

"I don't think it would be wise to wake her. She might kill us." Kyla whispered. "You're right, we'll tell her after we get off the plane. Go sit down." Terrain whispered back.

Terrain? Kyla? What are they talking about? Was it me? I guess I'll find out soon enough.

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I woke up but kept my eyes closed. I was being carried. I felt the sparks hitting the back of my knees and under my shoulders.

I heard car doors open. "There's not enough room." Someone said. Then they were shushed. "She's sleeping. Don't wake her, you might be killed."

"I can't believe I get to ride in a Lamborghini!" Terrain whispered yelled, followed by a shush.

It was cold. I curled up closer to Deon. "See, you're waking her. Now shush and get in, she sit on Deon's lap."

I was engulfed in warmth when we stepped into the car. I was sitting on Deon's lap with my head resting on his shoulder and the car window.

"You need to wake her. We need to tell her the plan." Someone said. "I'll do it." Deon volunteered.

He shook me a bit. "Lilly, get up." He shook me a little more. "Fine, I'll do it." The someone said again.

That someone shook me really hard. I opened my eyes and pulled my elbow back, clawed the person on the face and kicked their stomach before Deon pulled me away from them.

It was a tall man. He was holding his eye. He had brown hair. A little stubble. He was very skinny.

"I hate you. Do not wake me." I said quickly. I relaxed in Deon's lap and rested my head on his shoulder.

I kept my eyes open. He stopped glaring at me and had Kyla bandage his eye. He sat back down and started explaining.

"So, as you have heard, you are retrieving a scientist from a hunter facility. They are trained very, very, very, well. I am not exaggerating. The scientist is Dr. Oldo. He works in the heart of the facility. He has created a serum that kills werewolves on their control. It also can control the werewolf themselves. Destroy the serum and bring us back Oldo alive. Understood?"

When no one said anything he sighed and knocked on the little window to the driver. It opened and two people showed up.

"What?" The driver asked. I glared at him through the mirror. He shivered a little. "How long?" He asked.

The other person raised up a two. "Thanks." The window rolled up. "We'll be there in twenty." He said.

I rolled my eyes. "What did you two want to tell me?" I asked Kyla and Terrain.

"Oh... Only that you um..." Terrain stuttered. "You were talking in your sleep. And we heard some stuff you might have not wanted us to hear." Kyla jumped in.

"We'll tell you later. Deon was in the bathroom and Harlem was alseep." I furrowed my eyebrows and rested my head on deons shoulder again.

What could I have possibly said? And I sleep talk? Never heard of that one.

'I could always tell you. I'm awake while you're asleep.' Raven chimed in.

'Sometimes I think you're gone, you don't talk to me. Like, ever.' I said.

'That's not all my fault. Anyway, you wanna know what you said?' She asked.

'Yeah, but are you going to tell me without a price?' I asked.

'You know me too well. Anyway. I'll tell you if you let me talk to Deon's wolf.' She bargained.

'No. Not gonna happen.' I shot down.

'You never let me do anything! Why not?' She asked.

'Because. You could trigger him. I'm not ready to be held down in a Lamborghini while Deon is stuck doing things he will regret.' I explained.

'Smart one you are.'

'Who are you, Yoda?' I asked.

She scoffed and the car stopped. The doors opened and I got out, followed by Deon and Terrain.

We were led to a shack in-between to apartment buildings. It was a stacked shack.

There were five levels. Top two levels for rooms. One with three rooms, one with two rooms.

The third level for a living room like space. Second level for food and stuff. First level for stairs, elevator, and a small dinner table.

How long were we going to be here?

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