Alisha POV
It hit me like a ton of bricks and my brain was firing now on all the things I overlooked , how could I have missed it earlier with the way those two seemed to just be pulled together. The innocent touches to the shared looks and tied all together with the private conversations. It was like I wasn't in the room most of the day now that I think back on it. The two of them were glued at the hip whenever I looked over to Bianca's desk.
She didn't act like that with me and Bianca never seemed to be like that with anyone else that I had ever noticed in the past. It had to be true.
"She's your mate and I'd bet money on it ." Bianca looks uncertain at my outburst . "You feel the pull don't you?"
"I'm not sure what I feel." Her voice relays her doubts about my belief " It may be just because she is so friendly and nothing more."
"No , I think it's more than that. Have you ever felt like this with anyone else here?" She frowns slightly as she thinks about what I said.
"No I haven't but I just don't know , I'm so confused right now that I just don't know what to think." She's getting upset the more I push her for some kind of acknowledgement of her feelings. The elevator comes to an stop as we reach the bottom floor, we don't say anymore as exit the elevator and make our way to our rooms.
"Just think about it ,OK and we can talk more about it when your ready." I'm not going to push her , I think I'm right but there is still the chance I'm wrong. Because really I'm just guessing if it comes right down to it, I don't know what they are feeling and can only go on what I'm seeing. But it seems logical to me.
I walk into my little room and peel off my dress before tossing it on the cot, those tiny underwear soon follow. Did I say I hate this outfit? Pulling on my everyday dress I stretch out on the cot and let my mind wander over everything that has happened so far. Maybe I am pushing the whole mate feeling on her because I want to finish up and get the hell out of here. Am I just trying to make something out of nothing because of my promise to her. Part of me now doubts my earlier assumption and blame myself for upsetting Bianca for no reason.
The other part is screaming at me that they are mates and I need to make them see that. But how can I prove what I believe to be the truth. With that stupid bracelet on Bianca will not believe it and if Saphria knows anything she is keeping it to herself at this point. That bracelet needs to come off first off and then once Bianca knows for sure we can plan the next step.
With that firmly set in my mind I get my tired butt off the cot and head down to the dining area. I need something greasy and that's where I'm going to find it. There are several groups of females sitting at the tables eating as it is supper time. I go to the food line and grab a tray before moving along the line. I take a few food choices so I don't draw any suspicion , not that any of them really pay any attention to me . I'm the outsider and therefore ignored for the main part. I don't need that to change tonight.
Taking my tray with the few food items I put on it , I away from the line. There isn't anything being served that will help me at this point but I am kind of hungry . I don't waste anytime wandering around in there before I see the butter set out for general use on each table. I head over to one of the empty tables and sit down. Looking at the full stick of butter with interest. Yep, that will do the trick . Slowly moving the butter plate closer to me I take the whole stick of butter and wrap it in a piece of bread to sneak it out when I leave. I'm going to need the whole thing to be successful .
Eyes of the others in the room watch my strange actions , so I set the butter and bread down on my plate hiding it among the other items. I begin to eat the other food on my tray and everyone ignores me again. Once I'm sure all the prying eyes are off of me , I take the bread with the butter in it and move it to my lap. Slipping it in my front pocket on my dress very carefully. Then I get back to eating the last of my food, looking around as I chew on the food in my mouth. No one seemed to notice my little action. Oh I love being sneaky like this, it gives me such an adrenaline rush.
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Moon picked mates
Werewolf** 3rd book in Rogue series, can be read as stand alone but better if you read the others first*** mature language , triggers and sexual situations. Alisha had been lied to since she can remember, the ones who loved her kept important information...
