Falling For My Cruel Mate novel Chapter 25

"Why were you in such a rush to get back here?" Ajax asked leaning against the door frame and crossing his arms across his chest making his biceps bulge. I roll my eyes and pick my dress up from the floor and begin to fold it neatly. I could've been nakey for all he knew. He needs to learn how to knock.

"These people are freaking weird and I don't appreciate certain people staring at me." I stated and pushed past him and into the bedroom. I start digging through my suit case for some pjs but none of these clothes were familiar to me.

"Well tomorrow after the meeting we are leaving."

He spoke sternly but reassuringly at the same time. He seemed just as bothered as I was. I raised an eyebrow at him. How was he so certain?

"Really?"

"Yes. I'm not agreeing to this alliance. As you pointed out this pack is somewhat strange and the conditions they expected our pack to uphold is even more strange." I continued to dig though the luggage to make sure that I hadn't just overlooked my normal pjs. I practically tore it apart but couldn't find a regular t-shirt. There were only sets of silky camis and shorts.

"Well that's great because I'd like to sleep in my hobo clothes and not this." I frown and hold up the almost lingerie looking pajama set.

Ajax covered up a chuckle with a fake cough, earning a glare from me. Did he purposely tell the maid to do this? I watch as he moves around me and began to search through his luggage. He pulled out a plain white t-shirt and tossed it over to me. "Here. I'm going to go take a shower."

I tried to contain my blush at the thought of wearing one of his shirts and being submerged in his scent, but of course I failed. I'm sure my cheeks were as bright and red as a fire truck. "Thank you." I mumble and look down as he heads over towards the bathroom.

As soon as he closes the door I remove the robe from my body and pull his shirt over my head. As expected the hem the shirt practically brushed the top of my knees, I felt like I was wearing a dress. I pulled on some panties a long with a pair of the silky shorts just in case the shirt rose past my bum in the middle of the night.

I began to prepare the bed for sleeping when I realized I would have to share it with him. I would be sleeping in the same bed as my kidnapper. Maybe I could sleep on the couch? No. Why should I suffer because he decided to mark me forcefully and not be able to trust me enough to leave me with his pack. Honestly, he was right for bringing me along. I definitely would've tried to escape.

The bed was a king size, meaning we could both fit comfortably. As long as he stayed on his side of the bed and I stayed on my mine. I faced the bed and tried to figure out which side of the bed I wanted.

I could hear the water being turned off and I knew he would be out here any minute and I would no longer have a choice. He'd chose which ever side he wanted.