Chapter 87 CHAPTER 87
ALIRA'S POV
My eyes opened again in strange circumstances and thankfully this time I wasn't having initial memory loss.
I remembered Styx making the decision to bring me here and why. The thought alone made me clench until I remembered why it didn't happen as well as the guilt that came with the fact that I'd considered it.
Wanted it even. If I hadn't been at the verge of collapse, I sure as hell would have let him fuck me, both of them in fact. But common sense prevailed miraculously.
How the hell Styx was able to think of this was beyond me but what was more shocking beyond the fact that I was in Zade's family house was the male himself.
He was curled beside me on the queen-sized bed, asleep.
He looked so peaceful, his long lashes perfectly still and his hand in between his lap while the other was curved around my head.
He was shirtless, his defined muscles right there for me to touch. So close. It elicited those same feelings I had yesterday, at the same extreme intensity.
I inched closer to him, my body craving the heat emanating from him. My body had gone through so much and all I wanted was the safety his body exuded.
Well, I won't lie, I wanted more. It felt like the leech attack left me craving more, like I was hollow and empty inside and I suddenly needed three men to fill me up.
Soon, I found my hand hovering over his face, itching to shift that strand of hair away from his face.
But I pulled back.
I mean now that I was feeling a bit better, guilt filled me. At the things I've thought about a few things, nearly done. It was like I healed from Jake and was on my way to becoming just like him.
Revulsion filled me.
‘I don't deserve this man, not with how messed up I am,’ I thought to myself.
So I did what felt natural at this point, I slowly inched away from under his arm and quietly found my way down from the bed.
He didn't move.
I checked again to ensure he was still sleeping before quickly heading towards the door.
The room was feminine in an obvious way, a closet on the left, a large mirror close to a door that led into a bathing chamber, from which I could smell feminine scents from there even as I walked away.
The doors here were not like the ones back at the academy, thanks to whoever was running the wild show that was my life so I clutched the handle and eagerly pulled.
The screeching sound was so loud that it struck me in place and I nearly screamed out in frustration.
I heard him stirring, awakened by the loud noise from the dramatic door.
“Where are you going Alira? You have to rest!”
I turned around in mortification to Zade who was getting down from the bed.
“I… I have to go back to class,” I tried to explain but he was shaking his head, walking towards me.
“Come back to bed, don't be stubborn, Sunshine. Besides, you still have a lot of explanation to give me.”
“But I –”
“Nope, I'm not listening to any excuses, you need to rest more and that is final. This way Ma'am,” he dragged me by my hand, all the way back to the bed.
I thought about telling him the truth, that I had feelings that I couldn't explain for two other men but even as I perused the thought in my head, it sounded stupid.
My older friend was struggling with finding a female lover because it was unheard of on this planet so three men were not a reality that was possible. Back on earth, even if anyone was doing it, they did it in secret.
And most of the time, they liked one person more than the rest.
But me? I felt the same passion, desire and slight obsession with each of these men and as time passed, it grew and I was in the middle, thinking of who to choose.
The answer was clear, Zade.
Beautiful, intelligent and not affiliated with the school like everyone else. I could see our future, when I come back from war, he'd read me books, and after some decades, we can settle down and have a family.
We'd have fun, we'd have a lot of sex and it'll be lovely.
He was worth stifling my unusual feelings for the other two men, all I had to do was avoid seeing them or being in the same place or…
“I'm going to get my Mom to come check you, don't try to run away again,” he warned as he walked away.
“Wait, your mom?” I gasped, “Why's your doing Mom here?”
“It's hardly possible for her not to be Little Sunshine, it's her house. This is her room when she is too pissed at my father. Don't worry, she's just going to check you and then you can rest some more.”
He picked a tunic and threw it over his shorts as he walked away, leaving me stewing in the tension growing in my body.
His mother?
I'm in his family house? I mean, all of this had looked too affluent for his sister when I was running away earlier but now that I heard it's his parents' house, it made more sense.
But still, I literally got into all of this madness because I was avoiding meeting his sister and now, I was going to meet his mother.
I'd worried myself into a frenzy when the door opened and a flurry of people trooped into the room, heading towards me.
“Oh my child,” the woman, whom I assumed was his mother rushed to me, her braids floating behind her as she pulled me into a hug. “You need proper food in you, that nutrient pouch was just to keep you tethered to earth. Amara, get her changed and you both can bring her down for lunch. Be fast about!”
She was out of the door before I could say anything, her voluminous behind bouncing as she ran out.
“Hello young lady, I hope you don't mind my wife's boisterous nature.”
“Hello sir,” I blushed, realising that was Zade's father, “thank you all for your kindness, I didn't know Styx was going to bring me here. I'm really sorry for disturbing your peace.”
“You are not disturbing anyone, we're very happy you have the slightest interest in our son.”
“Oh, he's amazing, I'm not even sure I deserve his attention.”
“Aww, she's cute,” the lady, whom I assumed was his sister gushed, “please don't chase her away with your introverted personality Zade,” she warned, pointing at him.
“Even if she tires of me, I don't think I can leave her but you all need to give her some space. I called Mother to check her body but she's obsessed with food first.”
“She's actually getting better, I can tell. Her colour is returning and she doesn't look like she's about to collapse anymore. The only thing you have to worry about now is her mental health. That can take two years to get over as I've heard. At least we have things in common already sis,” she smiled at me, “boogie man in our sleep.”
“Oh dear,” I gasped.
“Don't mind my sister, you have me and no bad dream will be able to get to you.”
His promises floated away from my head because even though he wants that to be true, it might never work that way.
“Okay, let's leave the lovebirds alone. See you at lunch.”
“Thanks Father, you,” he pointed at his grinning sister, “run along.”
I watched the siblings interact and it pulled at my heart.
What if I have siblings?