When Zeke sighed and turned away, she rushed out of the bed and grabbed his shirt from the chair. When she threw it over her head and finally turned around, Zeke had his arms behind his head and was unashamedly watching her. His eyes glowed amber and red as they trailed her body from head to toe. The sheet had pulled lower on his body in her haste to put some distance between them, so the resulting picture was probably the stuff that hot dreams were made of. Her body felt feverish as his gaze burned her, and she couldn’t help but look at him, too. In her mind, she had been intimate with Zeke a lot more than she would ever admit. It made her wonder if being with him would be as good as her imagination.
Would it be so bad to give in to this man? She would never meet anyone like Zeke in her lifetime, no matter where she ended up after escaping this place. He had rocked her world with just a kiss, and she’d read enough to know that stuff like that didn’t happen except in fiction.
Maybe if she...
No. No, she couldn’t touch him again. She was not going to take any chances.
She rushed out of the room as fast as she could and was in the bathroom before she remembered Zeke had all her toiletries in his room. But she wasn’t going back there now.
She used the soap that was in the shower to scrub herself and found a towel and a new toothbrush in the cabinet. When she finally emerged, her mind was less clouded, and her body didn’t feel so feverish. She was better equipped to face Zeke again.
His bed was empty, but she heard the shower going. Letting out a breath of relief, she opened his walk-in wardrobe to see that all her stuff was indeed hung up next to his. She didn’t dwell on it as she quickly changed into a fresh kit and headed downstairs. She would have plenty of time after she tapped out today to come and move everything back.
Derek and Myles were already in the kitchen, and they stopped talking when she entered.
“Good morning,” Myles said.
It was the first time he’d spoken to her without attitude or coldness in his eyes. She frowned at him suspiciously as she walked to the fridge.
“Morning.”
The Omegas hadn’t prepared breakfast again, so she was glad they had finally listened to Zeke, even if she didn’t like them much.
“How are you feeling?” Derek asked.
“I’m fine.”
“Completely healed?” Myles asked.
They would have the same questions Zeke had. She didn’t know why she was still protecting Jared after what he had said and done to her.
“What happened yesterday?” she asked without answering his question.
“We should be asking you that,” Myles said. “What are you, Ava.?”
She frowned at his odd statement before choosing a banana for breakfast again. She would come and make a big breakfast after she tapped out in her first match.
“Did someone hit your head too hard yesterday?” she snorted. “I’m going to wait outside.”
She didn’t wait for an answer as she walked out of the kitchen. She was on a mission today to get answers, no matter what. Mr Patrick had to explain what was going on.
Chapter 37
Avawenttothearena early and sat in her section before anyone else started arriving. She was sure this day would see more injuries than the other two combined.
“I don’t know why you’re feeling so calm today, but I need you to stay alert.”
She looked at the tense Alpha who had followed her into the Arena and sat beside her.
“I’m always alert.”
“You exceeded my expectations the first two days, but today is the most dangerous. Even a weak Omega would be a formidable opponent when they shift.”
“I know that. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be going home to make a big breakfast in less than an hour.”
Zeke turned his head to catch her gaze. He seemed to understand what she meant because she saw him relax his shoulders as he released a breath.
“Okay. Okay, that’s good. Make yourself at home, stay inside, and I’ll see you at lunchtime.”