Chapter 20: Pillow talk?

KENDALL 'S POV -

The entire time that we had been walking over to Damon, I couldn't help but play the fresh scene of Ken standing close to me, placing a hand on me, looking at me.

And even after we had reached Damon, I couldn't help but sneak glances at him.

I hadn't even realized Damon's hand leave me after the hug as he strode out the room. And then my eyes widened in panic as the new realization hit me hard.

Fuck!!!!!Fuck!!Shi....

The heat wave would start within the next two days. And just like my extra powers, I would get added horniness as well.

Back in the pack, my mother used to take care of it. I had spent a few heat waves without her guidance but the difficulty rose in restraining myself when I liked someone. Even mere physical attraction would drive me nuts....

This time, I had planned to ask Damon to help me in restraining myself as I definitely did find someone here to my liking.

Moreover, only Damon would understand my situation and was the only one powerful enough to restrain me.

But with him gone...

I felt worry seep in my chest. With a heavy heart I resolved that the best way to go through this would be to completely stay away from Ken.

I wouldnt even glance at his direction; all for his own sake.

With the last thought, I felt Damon's hands slip around me to wrap me in a hug before he pried them loose quickly. The soft thud of the door brought me back to reality from my thoughts.

Then I felt the heavy awkwardness in the room between Samarah and Miranda as well as between Ken and me.

Miranda warily eyed Samarah who seemed to admire the floor more than necessary. I thought of breaking the silence first but Miranda's sweet voice beat me to it," Hey, I think we need to clear things up a but Samarah, don't we?"

Samarah's head bobbed up and down in response.

I caught the tension between them lessen a bit but not completely, so I resorted to excuse myself from the scene complaining of a phantom headache.

I turned to leave but Miranda's next words halted me in my tracks as she announced," Ken, please take her to her room and be with her for sometime until I return. I don't want her to be alone when sick."

Before I could protest, Ken nodded in agreement without any protest. Unexpected.

I didn't know whether I should be happy or worried .

My face though, decided to opt for a different expression as a deep red hue spread on my cheeks.

So, I sped out of the room with Ken after me, on his heels as he tried to catch up to me.

SAMARAH'S POV -

As soon as Kendall and Ken left the room, I felt myself drowning further in my guilt, finally facing Miranda.

Yet I couldn't bear to look her in the eye. I felt too ashamed to do so.

I couldn't believe I had almost done what she had always wanted.........Maybe she set me up but how she couldn't find me....no never.......I was too far away. I was out of her clutches...

Then a small hand perched on my shoulder, belonging to a soft gentle face, whose voice held the concern of a true friend," I'm so sorry Samarah. Are you feeling better now?"

Not even tears were left in my eyes to spill from my charade a few minutes back but I wanted to cry so bad. Of all the things to say...to accuse me of...to scold me...she decided to ask whether I was OK. I definitely was not otherwise I wouldn't have acted out so wildly towards my best friend.

My voice came out hoarse as a single word managed to escape my lips," Sorry", I rasped.

Miranda took both my hand in hers before shooting back," Even I would have done that in your position." No you wouldn't have because you are an angel." It should be me asking for forgiveness. But trust me Samarah when I tell you that I will never do you any wrong. Ever."

Guilt paraded around my heart.

My incompetent mind had accused her in the worst way possible but yet here she was comforting me and justifying my non - justifiable actions.

She was too pure for this world.

I breathed heavily before replying with a shaky voice as invisible tears threatened to escape," No, Samarah. This time it was completely my fault. I know you and your relationship with Damon. I should have never doubted you in the first place ans my actions are not even worthy to recieve forgiveness from you, let alone be justified."

Miranda enveloped me in a bear hug as I pushed myself to continue," I do trust you Miranda. Even more than myself. Infact nowadays I don't even trust myself and now with such strange powers...I feel like a ticking bomb who will lead all of her friends to their downfall."

I felt a little relaxed after letting it all out. Miranda just tightened her arms around me as she cooed," Trust me, it's not your fault. I feel the same as you with each new power I discover but trust me, you will never be the reason for our downfall. In fact you are a part of the support system of people who keep me going. You are the family which I have always needed." Her words relieved me to a great extent; taking every ounce of my worry with it.

Then she abruptly left me, the corners of her mouth tipping up, forming a smirk.

This usually meant that she had some juicy stuff lined up. I playfully returned her smirk with my own before slyingly commanding," Spill the tea."

She placed herself on the bed before saying," Guess who got herself a crush."

My eyes rounded in surprise as I flopped myself near her. With excitement I remarked," After staying in abstenation like a nun all these years? How come?

Honestly, this one seems to make up for the lack of it in all these years.

KENDALL 'S POV -

Shortly after exiting the room, Ken had managed to catch up with me. But, it fell to my notice that he chose to walk a step behind me.

I couldn't help but feel his eyes drill holes on my back as my feet abruptly came to a halt. Then I felt the hunk of a man crash into my back, his pecs hard under the t - shirt. I immediately smelled an earthy scent of rain.

He stepped in front of me before he asked me with a low voice," Are you ok? Should I carry you?". The low voice seemed to seduce me; sending shivers through my entire being.

" God Kendall snap out of it", I mentally chided myself.

The heat hadn't even started yet and I was already pathetic.

" N...no..no I can walk. I am fine.", the words came out as a faint whisper as I tried to concentrate my gaze anywhere but him.

His face remained inches apart from me as he bent down, trying to search my face for any lies as he pressed on," Are you sure?".

Did I mention that this guy was enormous standing over 6 feet. But then something snapped in me as the next words came out," Of course I am fine. I am the guardian after all. Heck I am stronger than you so get out of my face." Damn the alpha wolf in me. Always so agressive

I wanted to shrivel up in a corner and die.

We continued to walk in silence in our previous stance.

Shortly after we reached my room, I mumbled out an apology to him about how I hadn't slept properly and would like to take a nap now.

It sounded unconvincing but I had hoped that it would make him go away somehow. I couldn't face him after my outburst.

But I watched him comfortably settle on a chair across me as I climbed on the bed. I asked," Are you not going to leave?". Man that sounded rude.

So, I quickly added," I am sure you have much more important work to do." He casually replied," Nah...I don't actually. And I don't want any of the other workers be around a hormonal teenaged wolf who just goes snapping off at people.", I deserved that. " Moreover, the last thing I would want to do would be to disobey Luce Mia's direct orders."

So Damon told him.

"Fine then.", I laid down grumbling knowing very well that my whole attention would be on him and sleep was the last thing on my mind right now.

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After tossing about for the seventh time, I think even Ken had grown tired of me as he got up. I quickly shut my eyes tight pretending to be asleep as l would often do so, when my mom came to check on me at night. I guess old habits die hard.

Finally, he would leave and my mind would stop picturing his hands all over me, his warm breath on my neck, his lips on my...

Oh God! Here I go again...

Then I froze as I felt a hand pat me on my head a few times as a quiet whisper escaped his lips," Ah..asleep... finally." Then I felt the hand leave my forehead and instinctively my hand shot out to grab his.

Holy Mother Mary!!!

My eyes almost fluttered open in panic. I can't let him know that I was awake and did that.

In my disorganised state of mind, the only plausible thing which crossed my mind was to turn to face the other side, away from him.

But before doing so, I made an obnoxious snoring sound. Shit! I was bad at this.

But I think that even if my poor performance hadn't outed me then the dead grip on his hand would.

I felt his body hit mine as I finally managed to turn the other side

My heartbeat picked up as I felt sweat form on my body. I heard an," Oh shit! ", as Ken scrambled to get off me.

Did he just say shit? Was being with me that bad for him? I felt low at the thought, my hand slacking off.

He slowly pulled his hand back before carefully covering my exposed shoulder with the bedsheet.

Then I felt a hand brush against my cheek before hearing the receding footsteps from my room. I waited for a few minutes before sitting up on the bed and thinking," What the holy cow kind of mixed signals were these!"