Chosen By The Moon

Chosen By The Moon

I waited a while actually simply staring and cleaning the corps before me. It had been a long day and I wanted nothing more than to curl up in bed with Lewis, so he could hold me and ease all my anxiety, but that wasn’t happening, in stead I had to deal with the fall out of yet another incident. It was becoming too much for me to manage.

“Morag has passed.” The doctors voice cut off my thoughts as I looked up to find him covered in even more blood than he was previously. That girl must have really made a mess of herself. “Most mates react this was, the lunacy of loosing your other half got to her, she was barely coherent by the time I made my way down there.” I could only imagine the amount of damage she did to herself, still, non of this would have ever even happened had she of just waited to be accepted rather than try and force the

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“Tell Gilliard tomorrow, that he can be the one to sort it with their families. I just need a break.” I stated

tiredly. I needed time to just sleep, and I needed to sit down as my ankle was radiating a dull throb at twisting it. “Make sure you get some sleep too Doc, it’s been a heavy night.”

I sighed slowly began making my way out of the clinic and hobbled up the stairs to Lewis’s bedroom. I knocked gently silently waiting for him to tell me to enter, only he didn’t. I frowned, did he tell me to

meet him in his bedroom or mine? I couldn’t remember clearly enough so i thought about my options. before deciding to simply walked in.

Instantly I was enveloped by warmth and the scent of Lewis hung in the air. I could hear the pressure of the shower, and knew instantly that’s where he was, it was why he couldn’t hear me knocking. I kicked my shoes off tiredly and flopped in

the bed, not bothering about the fact that this was his room.

I sat on the bed and bent my knee so that my foot could rest on the mattress, I gently began massaging my ankle and wincing slightly when my thumb ran over my tight muscle.

“What’s wrong?!” Lewis voice floated through the room and caused my head to shoot to him.

A white towel hung lowly on his hips, showing his prominent V line, Water dropped effortlessly down. his chiseled torso and his hair was more than messy after probably drying it with yet another towel. I gulped looking at him, he was a seriously sexy man.

“Ahh, I twisted my ankle.” Came my strained reply, he came over instantly, sitting on the bed and grabbing my leg, resting my foot on his towel covered leg. He began to gently massage the tender joint while I attempted to pull away. “Oh, no. You don’t have to, I wasn’t trying to…”

want

“I want to…” he stated simply as his massage began to travel up my calf and back down. The sensual innocent movement seemed to send a wave of pleasure through me. “Does it feel any better?” He asked, giggling at my reaction to such simple movements.

“I’m just really tired Lewis. I don’t know how many more of these days I can take. Everything is just one.