Chapter 5 (Second Part)
"Are you okay?" he asks, putting himself on her level. "Can I see?" he inquires cordially. She doesn't respond and ignores him, while he calmly observes her.
Determined, Leroy resumes his march towards him and advances faster. Lenore notices this and is quite sorry not to enjoy the outside, although in any case her eyes are closed as she does not tolerate the strong lights…. it does not change the fact that fresh air in broad daylight remains to his taste.
Soon enough, the Alpha arrives at his home and brings his temporary protégé with him into his large home. Once inside, he pushes the wheelchair to the veranda, he opens the veranda door and installs it on the swing of it.
"Take advantage of the scales. I’m going to sleep." He announces, letting himself fall on the other swing chair, he also closes his eyes quickly and lets himself sleep.
Lenore opens her left eye and stares discreetly at the surroundings, she finds that the alpha is asleep wisely in front of her and that the veranda is covered with glass sliding curtain except for the exit and that from the arises the daylight. She is still delighted to feel fresh air in a more open space and to open her left eye peacefully.
"I’m sleepy...I guess I should be less selfish and let her stand outside. Except she can’t open her eyes...so I’d have to keep my eye on her… My fatigue tells me that it is not feasible and the rest of the day will be busier for me." he argues inwardly against his conscience.
Fatigue is ahead of him all the same and he lets himself be carried away in the arms of morpheus, thus leaving to Lenore, the opportunity to act as he pleases.
The young woman huddles to the left of the chair, resting on her left shoulder to rest. This chair is so comfortable, even though it's less pleasant than the bed I got to sleep on yesterday...it's so much more comfortable than the unlikely number of mattresses I've slept on before, and that's not because they were from the floor." she muses deeply.
A small flame melts her soul at this thought, and a single tear slips from her eyes.
As a outcome, she affords herself to sleep soundly on her two ears without seeking her own death or even worrying about waking up.
Sever arrangements are in the installation phase on the same ground where the two are napping after only a heavy evening on the veranda.
"So tonight our stars are the roses and we need to strip them of the title 'Rose' and I think Leroy is right.
What other way than through a formal event, as opposed to being baptized?
The last outfit must be white and covered, feeling the respect and gratitude that was taken away by the kidnapping.
So, Aelan, please tell me everything is going according to plan.
"Ask the big sister. Go and ask Annalee how she’s doing? " Aelan asks with exasperation while resuming her sewing.
"I wish I had, except Annalee left us on the way to her girlfriend, you forgot?
"You know she doesn’t talk that way," sighs Aelan, resuming her sewing." In any case. Has Leroy spoken to Luxana since her return? '
"I doubt it, I think we all know Leroy sucks at bad news."
"I confess, I admit. By the way, I gave him custody of the little rose this morning, did he find him a mentor? "
"Well, I thought you were his instructor? "
"I, oh no no no no. " she says with amusement." It’s a family-protected one, as it will take a lot of sacrifice and effort to help them get away from the dark tunnel the hunters took them into. '
"And so what? "
"Andrew had already been selected for Lucas' custody. You do not know how adorable and wise he is, the poor cabbage lived the worst six months of his life as a slave and an anti stress. Of course, he could not tell us in detail, but ... far from the details too, it seemed quite expressive, almost as much as the traces of abuse he has on the body." She shares sincerely with him while rising from her sewing machine.
"As far as I’m concerned, I already have custody of Sophie, otherwise I would have taken her...although she looks pretty screwed up. The poor rose, her celebrity, must have got the better of her. ' She sighs and restores her interest in the schedule noted on her large tablet.
"Sophie, how old is she? Maybe she would make a nice couple with my Lucas? " she announces in a provocative tone.
"Of course, if your lucas is also seven like Sophie."
"Seven years! Oh dear, I can’t imagine what she’s been through."
"Don’t even tell me, she didn’t even understand what she went through and I wonder if this is the best or worst thing in her story...because she is one of the girls to 'purify'."
"What? Don’t tell me," Aelan said, feeling sad.
"Yes, little angel." said Rosyne before seeing Andrew enter the house. Their eyes cross and the two rise. What are you doing here? " she hurries to question him in shock.
"Huh? I live here." Andrew answers while moving towards Aelan. "Hello." he warmly greets Aelan. She smiles and hands him the cheek that he hurries to kiss under the wise and disgusted eye of Rosyne.
"It’s true, you also have a private life beyond being the right hand of the alpha."
"Yes, I am also his brother-in-law and best friend, aha!" he exclaims proudly.
"Seriously, I thought you’d be with alpha Kenneth and his wife." she said before he opened his eyes wide.
"I felt you ought to take the lead."
"Oh no no, I would have remembered if Leroy had entrusted me with this task."
"He didn’t tell me either," Andrew said. The two cast the same desperate glance, then Andrew rushes to the exit while she holds her head looking at her tablet.
Andrew runs to his alpha, he allows himself to enter the house without permission, he runs to look for him and ends up on the veranda with four other people.
"Alpha." Andrew reacts with surprise to the sight of Keneeth. "Good morning to you and to you too madam, it is always a pleasure for us to welcome you both on our ground." resumes the latter politely.
He puts his hand against his chest and looks at the two unconscious teenagers to see that they sleep the same way and seem to appreciate this pause.