Page 68 of His White Moonlight
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When I woke up,a note was beside the bed.
We don’t have to go to the office today unless you want to.We can work from home.I’ll be in the study.
Bennett
He was giving me a choice of where to work, but not whether or not to work.
Shaking my head, I got out of his bed and checked the time.We were already an hour late.And since today was the day I was supposed to meet Sophia for lunch, I wasn’t skipping work.However, another hour wouldn’t hurt anything.I really needed a run to clear my mind.
I left Bennett’s room and went to mine to change into my running clothes.Then, I jogged downstairs and checked the kitchen for something light to eat.
Bennett walked in a few seconds after me.
“Good morning,” he said.
“It was.”
“How did you sleep?”
“Like shit.I dreamed that some guy carried me to his bed against my will.It was all rapey and very disturbing.”
“I’m sorry I moved you, Wrenly.You looked uncomfortable on the floor.”
“I was.But I don’t have the first-class privileges of the other members in this house, so apparently, I’m not allowed to own a bed.”
Grabbing the apple I’d found, I faced him.
“Did Mom have anything to say about the missing beds when she visited last night?”
His brows rose.
“You heard us.”
“I heard you say I’m here for good.We both know that’s not what I want, though, right?”
He looked down at the floor.His gaze shifted around like he was searching for something.
“Don’t bother.I won’t trust anything you say anyway.”
I moved to walk past him, but he reached out and blocked the way with his arm.Staring straight ahead, I waited.
“If you give me a few minutes, I’ll change and run with you.”
“Now that I can leave the community on my own, I don’t need you.”I turned my head to look up at him.“Unless that was another fleeting privilege I’d been allowed.”
His lips pulled back in a silent snarl, and he dropped his arm.
I marched out the front door and angrily munched my apple as I walked down the driveway.Once I finished it, I threw it into the woods and started a brisk walk to stretch my legs before jogging to the gate.
The guard nodded to me as I went through, and I felt a sense of relief that they hadn’t taken this small freedom from me.Climbing walls was a pain in the ass that I didn’t want to have to go back to doing.
With nothing but a clear path in front of me, I lengthened my stride and settled into my run.I’d barely reached the pruned tree line when something caught my toe and I fell face-first onto the pavement.
Storm’s laughter rang out around me as I picked myself up.I was bleeding in various places—knees, thigh, heels of my hands, forearm—but thankfully not my face.That still had the bruise from the office bathroom.Plus, the neck bruises from yesterday.
“Stop pretending to be one of us, Wrenly.You can’t run.You can’t hunt.And you will never be a wolf.”
