I love you, you crazy femme. God, I now know what Cesar deals with if you ever see someone as a threat, and I bet this is nowhere near the intensity of what he deals with. She will never replace you…. stop with the hostility.
I mind link her, so Carmen doesn’t hear and Meadow frowns at me accusingly, that sulky hint of a tantrummy child all over her pouted pretty face. Her eyes blazing with fire.
Just don’t get too cozy and remember which sister always had your back. I don’t need a sob story to make you care about me… this bitch better realize we come as a pair and she’s a temporary add on.
Oh Meds, you’re impossible but I love you.
I have to hold in my beaming smile, twisting in my seat to stare out the window while I cover the urge to laugh and chide her verbally.
You better love me more than everyone else, with exception to Cole. Or I may stick that skank under the truck and drive over her a couple hundred times.
“Go back to sleep. I want to nap too.” I warn her affectionately, being verbal and letting Carmen hear so she knows she’s about to get peace once more. I dismiss Meadow’s behavior and curl back into position, wrapping my arm around her snugly. She throws Carmen a sideways glare and then smirks as she nuzzles against me and closes her eyes. She really is hopeless.
Without her mate to take all this attention and jealous swirling affection, I guess I may have to deal with the heightened version until we get our pack back. Truth is I feel sorry for Carmen in all of this and wish Meds would just ease up for now.
New Mexico
“Hey, hey, wake up.” Carmen rouses both of us from peaceful sleep and I can see the daylight is turning dim as it gets close to sunset already. We both passed out and must have been unconscious for hours after their little argument.
“Where are we.” I rub my eyes, stifling a yawn and stretch out like a cat, uncurling my limbs from the awkward position I’ve been in.
“New Mexico. You better call Sierra as we crossed over a while back and I headed for Deming. That’s where Meadow said, right?” Carmen clicks her head from right to left to stretch out her neck and I can tell she’s exhausted from being the driver for so long. There are dark shadows under her eyes, and I can’t be sure, but there’s a telltale rosy glow across her cheeks and nose, that hint that she might have been crying at some point. She seems fine now but my stomach lurches in sorrow that she chose time alone to cry out some of the pain she’s carrying and never woke us up for company.
“Yeah, I did.” Meadow stretches, yawns, and balls a fist in her mouth as she wakes and uncurls properly beside me, a mirror to what I just did, and I giggle at her.? “I’ll call Sierra and tell her we need more specifics. We made good time!”
Meadow yanks out the cell, blinking at it groggily before she blanches and rubs her eyes before facing the screen to me. It’s a text from Sierra, as though she knew exactly where we were and a more specific location to continue our journey onward. Spooky but then again, she is a seer and she had to know roughly around what hour we would hit New Mexico.
“The location is a road in Deming that’s near an address, but she’s told us the house is only an anchor point and once we get there, we would have to find her ourselves. To stay alert and watch for signs. Whatever that means.”
Meadow furrows a brow as she repeats it all again, confused at the vagueness, but texts her back with a thanks anyway. There’s not much else we can ask her for if that’s all she knows.
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