Turning The Page

Fifteen

Today had felt like it had dragged on forever, and it's been hours since my beautiful Bean had fallen into the most restless sleep I've ever witnessed from him, the text messages that normally would not have woken him after falling asleep all waking him up one by one until he made the executive decision to turn off his phone after letting Becky and his new friends know that he won't be answering for a little while... But even that hadn't really allowed him to fall into a deeper sleep, his body exhausted but not comfortable enough to settle down without being curled up against me the way we usually drift off together... So when the resort finally rolls into view around three in the morning I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Becky had called when they had arrived here at the hotel to let me know that they had gotten here safely, and also to let me know that they hadn't allowed her to check herself in, the pack that runs the hotel using the check-ins to keep track of when all of us arrive so they know what to report to the council attendance-wise... Not the best news in the whole wide world, but also not the worst. This way I wouldn't have to wake them up so early in the morning just so we can get into our own room.

Finding the entrance to the front lobby takes longer than I would like to admit, the largeness of the building alone enough to make the parking lot a confusing maze, but pulling up to it I can't help but smile as I cut the engine and hop out, but not before I take a moment to lean over and give my sweet Princess a gentle kiss to the top of his hair that seems to calm him and grabbing the keys and locking him in before jogging inside, the front desk attendant barely noticing me as an Alpha I don't recognize sweet-talks the little runt who's name tag introduces him as Steven.

"I-I'm on duty right now, Chris. I know we need to talk about... things... But you'll have to wait until my shift is over!" Having an Omega keep watch at night is an odd choice, but when he turns his attention towards me and smiles, a strange connection is made, "You're Silas Ashwood, right?"

I'm almost hesitant to nod, the Alpha dubbed as Chris sizing me up with a growl that makes me understand what I just walked in on... The Omega must be his mate...And judging by their markless shoulders it must be a newer development, but as soon as things make a bit more sense I nod, but can't help but narrow my eyes at Chris until he feels how much heavier the weight of a timber wolf sits in the air and backs off a bit.

"Your sister Becky warned us of your incoming arrival and suggested that they put someone sweet at the desk for nightshift to make things a little easier for you." Because my sister knows that I try harder to keep myself in check around the weaker shifters... My wolf is less likely to want to lash out at someone more inclined to bow their head instead of say a middle-ranking wolf who might feel comfortable enough to look me in the eyes more than a handful of times and the prolonged eye contact always leaves me feeling uncomfortable.

"Yeah...Just...Where do I sign in? And the keys." It takes me a moment to realize just how blunt I sound and manage to tack on a, "Please. Where do I sign in, please? I'm- My Luna's in the truck- I don't want him to wake up to find me gone."

Surprisingly I get a nod of approval from Chris as he tries to suppress the smile that forms when Steven flushes at the word Luna and all it makes me want to do as I watch what I think might be their first real interaction with each other, that I interrupted, is get back to my own mate so I can find our rooms and get his beautiful butt up to bed so we can wake up in time for the 9:00 a.m. breakfast date with have with his newest friends... To get him up to bed so I can finally hold him again because all damn day is too damn long to go without being able to really love on him properly...

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Adrian

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"Shhh... Shhh, it's okay, Sweet Baby... Daddy's got you..." I know he's got me... but that doesn't mean that I feel any less distraught over being woken up... Especially when I feel like I just managed to really fall asleep.

It takes me a few seconds to realize why Daddy's woken me up at all, but eventually, I understand what he's trying to do and stop fighting him as he tries to unclip my seatbelt and allow him to pull me out of the cab, my cling to him fierce as I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist to help keep myself up as one of his hands supports my bottom, the other one spotted grabbing the handle of the suitcase so he can roll it behind us when I manage to crack one of my eyes open... The eye I only keep open long enough for us to make it to the elevator inside before letting it flutter shut once we're alone together again, the smiles I catch on the two faces we pass ones that make me feel even more grumpy than I already am.

"Daddy... I feel fussy..." I do feel fussy... I know that I'll be in a bed wrapped up in his arms soon enough but I still feel like I want to cry having to have any semblance of consciousness at the moment... Honestly, I would have been willing to sleep in the truck if he had wanted... I don't think I even would have noticed until morning.

"I know, Princess... I know... Just hang on, okay? The room isn't much further."