Impending
Mika’s p.o.v
I looked at him long and hard, not believing a word of what he said. “right” i nodded, daring not to go any further in case he wanted to jump on me or something.
“I..” he started, scratching his head like he did not know what to say.
“the breakfast was good, thank you” i said trying to change the subject but he just nodded.
“ you would not mind if…” he sighed, making me a bit anxious.
“mind what?”
“the council would want to see you, so you are expected to be there. I know it’s a bit sudden but…. “ he looked like he was going to go into panic mode any moment from now. “i did not do things right the second time, and i am trying to do it the right way this time around”
I looked at him for a minute, trying to understand what the hell he meant.
“you… huh?” came my smart reply as i had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.
He let out a sigh as though just realizing something.
“of course. You would not remember” the look of disappointment on his face could not be mistaken. “look” he said, holding me by the shoulders making sure that we were on the same eye level. “i know i have said this before, and i honestly do hope that you believe them. But even though it does not look like it, i would never do anything to harm you. Not intentionally at least”
I said nothing, pulling myself out of his hold.
That seemed to snap him out of whatever daze he was in because he cleared his throat, straightening his back as he looked at me.
“get ready. We are to have a meeting with them, the council” there was a subtle look of panic on his face as he spoke. “you honestly are not to say anything if you can, you just need to sit there and look pretty”
Something about the way he said that felt a bit insulting but i kept quiet, just wanting this conversation to be done and over with so that i could be away from his presence.
“Mika?” he called, looking at me as though he was trying to catch my attention.
“it’s Mikky” i said, my voice low, steady, trying to get my point across.
“what?” he asked, a bit confused at my reply.
“you have been calling me Mika since we met” the irritation i have been trying to surpress, by ignoring how he called me from the first time we met surfaced. “i just feel if we are going to be in each other’s business, then you should at least try to get my name right” i let out a sigh.
A wave of fatigue hit me, my legs wobbling a bit as i caught myself.
“are you okay?” he called, looking at me with concern in his eyes. I waved him off.
“it’s just a little light head, i will be fine” i forced a smile, smiling up at him, but it was not true.
As the words came out of my mouth, the world around me began to spin, looking a bit blur by the second.
“i..” i stumbled, trying to catch myself and failing.
Hands wrapped around my waist before i could reach the floor, “are you okay?” his voice came out rushed, his breath fanning my face as he spoke.
“i am.. i am fi-” i did not get to complete the words when Dmitri started crying.
Darius sighed, steadying me before giving me space to go attend to the baby.
I nodded in appreciation, rushing to pick up my baby who instantly quietened when he was in my arms.
“where you lonely?” i cooed, smiling at the little bundle of love.
“you know, Terrovon made me belief that you did not want a child, made me see reasons why you would not have wanted it and i believe. That was one of the reasons i did not do anything more when i fucked up and put the orb in you. Usually, you complete the mating by planting your seeds in your mate. Guess the bastard had it all planned out” i looked at him briefly, shaking my head at his crazy words, again he was not making any sense to me.
“i don’t know what you are talking about but it could not be me. You know, my mum said that when i first got pregnant i was scared to keep it. But the thought of removing the baby scared me even more. So i was right in love with this one since day one” i cooed more into the baby’s face.
“you are too attached to it” his voice was low, but i still heard it loud and clear.
I brought my baby closer to me, wrapping it protectively with my hands.
He was doing that bipolar weird shit again. “i mean i would hope to be attached to him” i said, emphasizing that my baby was not a thing. “you know? Since i am the mother and all” he sighed again. One would think that he just came back from fighting a war or something and lost, especially with the look of defeat he had on his face.
“Mika” he called softly.
I felt my eyes twitch a bit before i i shrugged it off. “Mikky” i corrected. “You don’t listen, do you?” i said, giving him a pointed look.
He sighed, a frustrated look washing over him. “look. All i am saying is, it would be best you don’t get attached to it- him that easily… especially…” he held himself.
You could see him visibly bite his tongue to stop whatever it was that he was going to say. “Especially what?” i said, clutching tighter to my baby
He shook his head “it’s just my paranoia, i am sorry.” he took a step towards be, but i did not feel very safe, so i took a step back, maintaining eye contact with him so that i proved a point….