I could no longer keep my eyes open, so I just smiled in response, and let them close.
“She’s never been this tired before, not even when I tried to kill her in boot camp,” Lincoln explained to the healer.
“Heard that,” I mumbled.
“Dude, she produced a freaking Celestial orb. That takes nearly all the light we carry. She just needs rest.” Noah’s voice was lighthearted; he clearly wasn’t concerned.
“Just scan her, bro. I’m serious,” Lincoln urged him firmly.
“Fine.” Noah’s voice was clipped.
I felt it then, the warm buzz of Noah’s energy, scanning down my back.
The bed was so comfortable, my body melted into it as I drifted off to sleep.
“Oh… interesting.” Noah’s words were all I heard before I hit dreamland.
Chapter Eleven
I awoke feeling refreshed, and rolled over to see the clock said it was noon.
Oh my God! I overslept.
I sat upright and looked for Lincoln, but instead, found a piece of paper with his small block letter handwriting on it.
Had to see Raph about something. Wanted to let you sleep. Food is in the fridge.
Love you.
Linc
PS: You snored like a train last night.
I smiled at the letter. It was so Lincoln.
Pulling myself out of bed, I quickly showered, and totally swooned when I saw Lincoln had transferred my pink toothbrush from the trailer to his new place. He’d even kept some of my clothes in his top drawer. I changed quickly, and then poured some cereal into a large bowl. Cereal for lunch was totally my favorite thing.
I texted Shea that I was awake, and there was a knock at the door thirty seconds later.
“I totally didn’t get laid,” she exclaimed, barging past me.
I snorted. “What?”
“After all that sex Olympics talk, he rejected me. Said I’d been drinking and he wanted our first time to be special,” Shea declared with a frown, as if a special night of sex with Noah was the worst thing in the world.
I chuckled. “Okay, and what’s wrong with that? He’s being a total gentleman.”
My bestie was wearing Noah’s shirt, which hung halfway down her legs, and her wild curly hair was in two puffball pigtails. She looked adorable.
“I know. Maybe I misjudged him.” She collapsed onto Lincoln’s couch dramatically, like she was auditioning for a daytime soap opera.
“Ya think?” I managed through my cereal-stuffed mouth.
She sat up, fully erect as shock marred her face. “Oh my God.”
Panic seized me. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m totally in love with him,” she declared.
I smacked my forehead and decided to drop the subject. Shea was utterly clueless when it came to all things Noah.
“How crazy was Luke last night, gushing over Donnie?” I asked, choosing to switch gears.
Shea laughed. “Oh my God, I thought Luke was going to start humping his leg. So cute and sad.”
I nodded with a smile, but then my mind shifted to more important topics. “You ready for tonight?”
I needed Sera back. She was an extension of my soul, so being without her was physically painful at that point. I felt half empty inside.
Shea’s face took on a look of determination. “Totally. We’ll get her back. Don’t worry.”
My phone buzzed then, nearly yelping when I saw it was Clark.
I scrambled to grab it, and mashed the green button to accept the call.
“Hey, any news on my brother?” My voice was frantic. He’d said to give him another week. It had only been a day. Something had to be wrong.
“Hey, Bri.” Mikey’s voice flared through the phone instead, it had dropped three octaves and was hoarse.
Relief flooded my entire body and I burst into tears. I hadn’t heard his voice in over a month. Part of me thought I might never hear it again. Shea rushed from the couch to sit with me as I tried to find my own voice.
“You’re okay?” I finally managed.
“I’ll be okay. Yeah.”
“Have you called Mom?” My poor mother was worried sick over the whole situation. Not being able to talk to, or see him was torturing her.
“Yeah. She’s coming to see me tomorrow. Clark says it’s safe,” Mikey confirmed.
I swallowed. “Well I’m free this afternoon. Shea and I will come right now.”
“Tomorrow is best,” Clark’s voice broke in, and I groaned. This alpha was a real piece of work. Talk about control freak, but he’d gotten my brother back, so I couldn’t complain.