“Are you OK?” he asks me.
“Yeah, I just got a little dizzy. I’m OK though.” I tell him and he moves one of his hands to my hips to help steady me and finishes my hair with the other before gently tilting my head back up.
“Better?” he asks, moving his hand to cover mine on his chest.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.” I tell him, embarrassed that I can’t do any of this myself.
“You have nothing to be sorry for, Molly. I just want to take care of you.” He tells me and then grabs my loufa, pouring a bit of body wash on it and then begins washing me off, starting at my shoulders. Seth takes his time making sure to get all the blood off my arm while keeping my bandage dry and gently places my hand back on his shoulder and washes down my right arm and moves to wash my chest, his fingers brushing over my nipples. I bite my bottom lip, slightly embarrassed, but loving how it feels.
“Is that OK, Molly?’ he asks me and I nod. “Do you like that?” he asks, and I nod again as he gently pulls me completely against him. “It’s OK to like it. You’re my mate. I enjoy touching you, too.” he whispers in my ear, pressing his erection against me slightly more, moving his hand to wash down my back and stopping his hand on my backside to rest there for a moment. “Soon, you’ll be begging me to touch you.” he says in my ear and then moves his hands back to my hips, guiding me to take a step back so he can clean my front before kneeling down to wash my legs. He stops and his hand is just centimeters away from my most private area as he looks up to me for permission and I quickly shake my head no. He smirks and stands, leaning into my ear to whisper “soon enough”.
Seth makes sure I’m rinsed off and I go to take the sponge from him. “Not today.” He tells me and quickly washes himself before guiding me to switch places so he can rinse off, still so careful to keep my hand dry. “I don’t have enough time. Or self-control.” he says, and turns off the water. I go to reach for a towel and he quietly growls at me, grabbing it before I can and wrapping it around me before grabbing one and wrapping it around his waist and stepping out, guiding me to follow before he takes the towel to dry me off. “I don’t know where your clothes are.” He says to me.
“It’s ok. I’ve got it.” I tell him and walk off to my closet, grabbing my favorite yoga pants and a sports bra top. As I select my clothes, Seth is drying himself and makes his way over to me to help. “I think I can get dressed.” I tell him because I know he needs to go. He nods and walks back out to redress. I manage to get my pants on with minimal struggle and I get the top on and over my head, but I can’t quite get it pulled all the way down on my left side. I hear Seth chuckle as he walks over and helps straighten the top out and pulls it down, his hand lingering on the bare skin of my hip that’s now showing as he leans down and kisses my shoulder.
“I really do need to go.” he tells me, but doesn’t make a move to release me.
“I know, my mom will be down here soon.” I tell him and he smirks.
“She’s been in the other room for a while.” he tells me. “Why do you think I was whispering?” and I’m slightly uneasy that my mom may have heard our conversation, though there wasn’t anything inappropriate. “It’s OK, Molly. We’re mates. I’m supposed to take care of you.” he says and kisses me gently before releasing me. “Are you OK if your mom helps you with your hair? I think that may be outside of my ability, anyways” and I nod.
“Yeah. It’s perfectly fine.” I tell him with a smile.
“Try to take a nap. It will probably help you feel better.” He says, kissing my cheek. “I’ll be back before dinner.” he tells me standing straight and heading to the bedroom door, opening it. “Luna. I think Molly needs help drying her hair. Her hand is NOT to get wet.” I hear him tell my mother and I roll my eyes at how he’s bossing her around.
“I can handle that,” she tells him and as I hear him open the front door to leave, she calls out to him “Leave the jacket if you want her to be able to sleep.”
“What?” I hear him say in confusion.
“She won’t be able to sleep well without you because of the bond. Your jacket smells like you, it will help”, she explains to him. I don’t hear either of them say anything else, but after the door closes, my mother appears in my bedroom, suit jacket in hand.
“Well. He certainly seems attentive.” my mom says, tossing Seth’s jacket down on the foot of my bed.
“Mom!” I exclaim, not knowing exactly what she heard, but I’m embarrassed to think she heard any of what we said. And she knows he was in the shower with me. I’m becoming completely mortified.
“Molly, I’d be worried if he wasn’t here. He’s your mate.” She says and gently guides me to sit at the vanity, picking up my comb. “You guys seem to be doing better than you were this morning. Did you work things out?” She asks me and she begins brushing through it.
“I think so. We talked a bit while dealing with my finger. I think we’re OK.” I tell her.
“Good. He made some poor choices, but he seems like a good man.”
“I think so, too. He could feel it when I got hurt and he was really worried. I think we’re OK though. I’m not happy about what he did, but we talked and I think I understand some. We’ll be OK.” I say with a small shrug.
“What are we doing with this mess?” She asks about my hair.
“Can you help me dry it? I’ll just leave it curly and save everyone the headache.” I say to her. And she smiles.
“That sounds great. Where’s the hair dryer?” she asks, and I grab it and the diffuser out of the drawer and hand it to her. She plugs it in and starts to dry my hair. My hair isn’t super curly, but it’s got some wave to it, for sure. I usually do something about it, but I’m just too tired to care about it today, especially since I can’t do it myself.
After a few minutes, my hair is dry and my mom puts the dryer back. “Ok kiddo, time for bed. Seth said to nap and I don’t think I want that man mad at me.” and I giggle a little. “He reminds me of your dad, a big scary Alpha with the pack but the kindest man to me.” she says with a smile and I know she’s right. My dad is terrifying. He’s an alpha. I know he’s killed other wolves to protect the pack, but he’s also the giant man who would put on a hat and have tea parties with me when I was small.
My mom helps me over to the bed and before I have a chance to move she grabs Seth’s jacket and wraps it around me. “I always sleep in your dad’s dirty shirts while he’s away. It helps to calm the bond some.” she explains to me and that makes a lot of sense. I can smell Seth and while I know he’s not there, I do feel more calm. Mom pulls back the blankets and helps guide me while I climb in and she tucks me in, just like she did when I was little. She walks out and comes back with my favorite bottle filled with water and places it on my side table. “Try to rest, it’ll help you feel better.” She says and walks out, leaving me alone.
Mom’s right, Seth does seem a lot like my dad. Many Alphas are so aggressive and possessive that there’s little respect for their Luna. Some of them have their Lunas just as a breeding machine to continue to produce heirs and strengthen their packs. Pregnancies with the offspring of Alphas can be rough. That’s why my parents only had Robert. I mean, they have me too, but mom didn’t have to give birth. Seth is an only child, so I think it’s a safe assumption that royal pregnancies aren’t any easier.
I wonder how many kids Seth would like. Would he insist on having more until he has a boy? And would he be happy if we had a girl? He’s been so attentive and gentle with me since I got hurt earlier. Surely he’d be the same with a daughter.
Knowing that Seth was ignoring the King earlier while taking care of me honestly made me feel pretty special. I can sense how much he seems to care, even if he’s made some mistakes and avoided me previously. It hurt so badly hearing him say that he’d hoped to replace me, but I know in my heart that he never treated anyone the way he’s treated me today.
After a while, I finally give up and drift off to sleep, wrapped in the scent of my mate and, for the first time in a few attempts to sleep, I’m actually able to drift off into a deep sleep. I awake feeling rested, still wrapped in his scent when I realize there’s something on me. I crack open my eyes to realize that it’s Seth’s arm across me and I’m wrapped in his scent because he’s behind me, holding me as I sleep.
I wiggle and he lifts his arm enough for me to roll towards him. “Hi” I tell him with a shy smile. “Hi” he tells me back and kisses me on the forehead. “Did you sleep well?” he asks me and I nod.
“My mom was right about the jacket. Thank you”, I tell him gratefully.
“Of course. Are you hungry? I had dinner sent down here so we could eat alone.” he tells me and pauses for just a moment, seemingly unsure. “I hope that’s OK” he says, and it’s more of a question than a statement.
“Yes! Thank you!” I tell him enthusiastically. “I’m so tired and staying here sounds amazing.” and he smiles at me as he releases me and climbs off the bed, walking around and offering his hand to help me up as well. He leads me into the kitchen where there are two plates sitting on the bar and he helps me onto a stool in front of one. “Your dad contacted your friend about what you’d need. He said you wouldn’t be thrilled with the salad, but it’s what you need,” he says sheepishly.
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