Siren Alpha✔️ [A mmf shifter story]

Chapter Five: Someone to Watch Over Me

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Freya

Two days......

That's how long Riley and Dustin avoided me.

Riley woke up at awkward hours to cook ridiculous amounts of food that would last us the entire day. That made it easy to sneak away with their breakfast.

Lunch and dinner though...

If Rileycame out to pick and warm up their lunch, Dustin would come out for their dinner.

And I was always there.

Watching them.

Watching them totally ignore my presence.

I let them have the first day. They needed it.

The second day was, I have to admit, hurtful. My wolf, ever my opposite, was irritated beyond measure. She wanted to hunt them down and feed them their rudeness. But we were still weak and in pain, so we slept through much of it.

Still, that was the first thing that came to my mind the next morning. The apartment was quiet. I could not smell chicken or bacon or coffee or anything. Not even those disgusting pancakes that they loved so much.

So now they weren't making me food. Lovely!

I got cleaned up and headed into the kitchen. Zero trace. No one had been in there since I had for dinner.

That's when I smelt it.

Sickness.

I ran to Riley's bedroom because "sick" was not a thing shifters did. I raised my hand to knock just as Dustin pried it open. His eyes were wild and scared.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He barely glanced at me as he furrowed his brows. I could see the wheels turning in his head. Finally he looked at me. He studied my face for the longest minute of my life. "Riley has a fever. It's much worse than any he's ever had. "

My gut dropped.

He rushed to the front door, picked up his keys from the small table and turned to me. "Watch him. I need to go get him some palm root."

"Watch him? I don't-"

He grabbed my shoulders and shook hard. "Please, Freya! I can't be two places at once." He took a calming breath. "I'd die if I lost him. So please....."

I was already nodding, yes. "I'll watch over him. I'll make sure you don't lose him."

He left. I raced back to Riley's room. I knocked softly, more to check if he was awake.

"You can come in," he calld out, his voice weak.

I did, and the sight on the bed tore at my chest.

Riley was lying limply on the bed. His face was shiny with perspiration and his blond hair clung to his forehead.

"Riley," I whispered, taking long steps to his bed. I got the rug from the basin of cold water on the bedside table and dubbed his face with it. "My poor mate." The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could help them.

His eyes snapped open. "I'm not your mate." He tried to glare at me, but his eyes were so dull and so tired.

My wolf whined. At his words. At his state. I shared her sentiments.