Gage

Chapter Ten - Terror

When I finally got back to Gage's house it was 4 in the afternoon, and all I could think about was going to bed.

But I knew that as soon as my head hit that pillow my head would be invaded with memories and dreams. And not all of them would be good.

So instead I walked around his house. When I entered Gage's office I remembered the Blood Moon Pack, and my carefree mood faded.

During the time I was with Jackie my guard was down the whole time. I couldn't keep doing that, even though it was nice to have it down.

A sigh with the weight of a thousand tired souls escaped my lips as I grabbed my hair in frustration. I walked around Gage's desk and sat in his comfortable chair. His smell calmed me down a bit, but my worries remained.

I wasn't just let out from the clutches of the Blood Moon Pack just because they were nice. Alpha Hades said it himself that if he were let let me go he would come back for me along with my family. He didn't mention the date, but they will probably start to drop hints soon. I knew this because I have spent 4 years in that hell whole, you could say that I knew the sick bastard well. The scariest part was knowing they're coming but not knowing when.

My heart pounded and as I thought about being in the arms of Alpha Hades. I shivered and hugged myself.

I missed Gage. As annoying as it was, I missed him. Or maybe it was because I was bored.

I decided to get out of my mates office and take a hot shower. As I walked back to Gage's room I relished the idea of sleeping in the same bed as him. Even though I should be finding out ways to protect him.

I walked into the connected bathroom and took a deep breath. I locked the door behind me turned to look at the mirror.

My reflection stared back at me with a look of resentment. I noticed every scar and blemish that laid on the surface of my skin.

Since I have returned, I haven't been looking in the mirror unless I had makeup on. I quickly stripped down and turned on the shower. Looking around I never really got a chance to admire the large bathroom.

There was both a shower and a bathtub, and both were lined with gold. The sink looked like it was only fit for a king. The ceiling itself had a decorative gold and white pattern.

When the shower was hot enough I hopped in and let the water drops fall on my cold skin. I applied a liquid body scrub that smelled like the forest, on my loofah. The soap was definitely Gages.

I need to go shopping for some of my own products. Using his shampoo and conditioner on my hair will not do, but I used them for now.

30 minutes later I stepped out the shower and draped a towel around my body and another one around my hair. I walked out the bathroom and nearly screamed when I saw a man on the edge of Gage's bed. I bit the inside of my cheek and held my screams of terror.

This man wasn't Gage, my father, nor my little brother. Whoever this was had come in uninvited and was seeing me in nothing but a towel.

I tasted metal in my mouth and I released the sharp grip between my razor teeth and my cheek.

I mentally took a deep breath and wiped the look of fear on my face.

"Get out." I ordered.

The man stood up obviously feeling challenged. I took a step back into the bathroom and waited for him to speak. He didn't.

He had dark clothing on and a look in his piercing blue eyes that was disturbing. He had his hands in his pockets and he seemed to have been amused, probably at the fact that he had scared me. He had stubble on his chin and upper lip as if he didn't shave correctly. He looked like he was in his mid 30s. He stood at a towering height of what looked like at least 6'4. His pale papery skin revealed the dark veins that carried the blood throughout his body. His nose was sharp and his lips turned upwards into a permanent smirk. His lanky body had an offsetting feel to his whole vibe.