The Awakening (RAPTURE Series Book #2)

Chapter 12 Love Them British Boys

Rapture The Awakening By: LadyDawn

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Chapter 12 Love Them British Boys

Anton is lying in bed staring at his ceiling decorated with stars, planets celestial bodies, a depiction of the Full Moon Goddess hanging down from a ribbon directly over his bed. He is lost in full thought it is just about dawn, the sun is coming in streaming brightly; breaking through the slats of his heavy wooden blinds. Anton's eyes are barley open, just tiny slits peering out upon the early morning light, as it twinkles upon his room bring out the light blue color his mother painted the walls, and an even darker color blue on the ceiling with sparkles, all those years before.

He sighs so loudly to himself, pondering in worry what should he do? Who is he supposed to pick? Decisions, decisions? Why him? Anton loves both his mates equally there is no way he can choose one over the other like he was order to do to make the group stronger. Decisions, decision big problems for sure he is not ready to make just yet! Which is why he is laying in his bed staring at his ceiling for the last several days not coming down to eat or drink never leaving his room once in two days straight. Not even when there came a knocking upon his door.

Sadly he stands up walking into the shower turning it onto the hottest setting he stripped down then climbs into it and hangs his head under the hot water to relieve the nagging headache he has developed. Washing up Anton shuts off the water before reaching for a large towel to dry off with then walks over to his armoire to pick out his nicest maroon and off white shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans with navy blue seekers. All dressed up Anton heads down to grab a quick breakfast before heading off to the office to see what he has missed in two days of his absence.

Walking into the kitchen he is suddenly bowled over by two gorgeous dark brown haired women who almost knock him to the ground. “Anton where have you been these last two days? We have knocked on your door repeatedly, and you never answered us?” Emari asked. With a strained look on his face he went to open his mouth to speak, but closed it right away. Shaking his head side to side.

“What is wrong sweetie I know that look of worry? I have known you since your birth you can't hide anything from your old nanny.” Stela proclaimed in her knowing authoritative voice “Come on Anton out with it what is going on in that little head of your? These girls all want to know, you have had them worried for the last two day straight. You have been cooped up in that room of yours not letting anyone in not answering your door.” She demanded, staring straight into his gorgeous deep brown eyes.

That intense look from Stela was all it took like so many other times while he was growing up never being able to keep anything from her. She always had this power over him like she was commanding him to fess up and spit it out. “I am worried about choosing a mate for myself like I was ordered to do. I can't make up my mind. I love both Emari and Emmie equally there is no way I can choose between them and only pick one.” Anton looking so sad, but the girls looked ever so happy with what he just said about both of them.

“Is this what you have been doing up in your room for the last two days? Trying to decide who you were going to pick my sister Emmie or I?” Emari asked shaking her head left to right, but smiling ear to ear.

“Yes it is a very difficult choice one I am not ready to make, but one I am being forced to make for the good of our group. I hate being forced into something like this. I am not going to make a rash decision that I know will screw up this office and our relationships!” Anton all but shouted. He looked like someone had just taken his favorite toy and ran off with it. That face he was making was so shockingly sad.