Crimson Pack

Chapter 32

Aria~

Later that night there's a knock on my door. I stand up and open the door. Allison is standing outside, a smile plastered on her face.

"Hey Allison, " I greet her as she walks in.

"How did it go ?" I ask her

"He's so perfect Ar! He's kind and caring, he makes me laugh a lot. He's just....Perfect, " She says and I laugh

"You first talked to him like 2 hours ago and you're head over heels ?" I ask her

"I know it's crazy. But I feel like I've known him forever, " she tells me

"Someone is in love, " I laugh

"Come on Ar, " she laughs too.

"So what did he tell you ?" I ask her

"He said that we'll leave in a couple of days and that I can visit my parents before I go to his Pack, " she explains

"Sounds good! We still have some time until you level for real this time, " I sigh

"Don't be ridiculous. It's not that you're not going to see me again. We can still visit each other no matter where we are," she tells me

"Xavier will have to choose the Luna sooner now, " I tell her

"We both know who he's going to choose. It's really obvious that he likes you more than anyone, " she tells me

"I don't know Allison, " I shrug

"Aria stop it! He will choose you, " she reassures me

"Okay okay! Let's talk about something else, " I try to change the subject.

"Your dress was wonderful today, " she smiles

"Yours was awesome too," I say

"Your shoes-" she starts but I cut her off

"Not about clothes please," I laugh

"I am sorry, but I don't have anything else to talk about, " she rolls her eyes

"Although I really think that you should let you get some sleep. It's late," she adds

"I am so glad that you found your mate Allison. " I tell her and she gives me a smile.

"Xavier is a nice person Aria. You'll be  good together, " she tells me

"You're starting this conversation again, "I laugh

"Sorry, " she giggles "Sleep well. I'll see you tomorrow, " she hugs me and then leaves my room.

I sometimes describe falling asleep as like being caught in a carousel of thoughts. Every idea, notion and event from my day will replay in my mind, demanding analysis before I  can be allowed to sleep. And then finally when the carousel comes to a stop and my mind is able to meander freely in the random thought that is the precursor of sleep, I will often realize that I am close to drifting off. That's exactly what happened tonight.

The next morning I am told that I have to eat breakfast with everyone in this huge house, so when I'm ready, I head downstairs.

"How did you sleep Aria ?" Stuart asks me

"Can't complain, " I shrug

"Good to hear that, " he tells me

"You still haven't answered my question. Do you sleep outside my door every night ?" I ask him once again.

"We change shifts every night so I can be with you in the morning, " he tells me

"So who's outside my door every night ?" I ask him