I haven't had this type of situation every since the first time I met Malic, now it's worse. I constantly have to fight her on this, always putting myself first before or I know exactly where she'll take us, exactly who's front step.
With the energy I do have left, I go on to play with them, even if I can't stand for as long as I used to I still enjoy the fun I do have.
Going back upstairs I dress myself in one of Malic's hoodies and sports short before going back down to Tomas waiting for me, his eyes watch me approach before he pushes the elevator button and it rings open.
We reach the last floor and we step out. "I can't believe you actually want to walk home." I huff following him out. "You have a whole car Tomas."
"Exercise, Nadia, exercise."
"My ass." I follow behind him as we exist the building, the air out is still warm but getting a little chilly the more we stand. "I'll walk you home then." I start and glance over my shoulder at him.
"I don't think that's a good idea." He catches up.
"Why not?" I catch a glimpse of him. "What kind of alpha would I be if I don't?"
"I get that, but you're in no condition to walk for forty minutes."
"Shut up Tomas." My tone takes us both back. "I'm fine." I try saying lighter.
"You're paling, each day, you're slowing down, not eating right and barely sleeping. You're not taking this shit lightly. I don't know how much you can physically take." I sigh at the concern in his voice.
"I can walk forty minutes." I put another foot in front of the other, I'm not running that low on energy.
"You still wear his stuff," he points out and my eyes drop to the hoodie I'm wearing. "You clearly miss him, maybe you should find an alternative? Friends with benefits type of situation?"
"I've found an alternative." I just recently thought of this, presented it to the which that made me alpha and she thought I was going to pull through. "I'm going to...reject him."
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