When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66
ARTEMISIA

The next day, I just decide to sleep in.

I would have wanted to help out further at the construction site, but I decided against it.

In the afternoon, I have a short meeting with Astrid because of the upcoming trip with the pups, and I suddenly find myself agreeing with Lisa.

I have to focus on Luna tasks instead of playing maid.

Also, I am not able to concentrate on anything as I’m trapped between worry, because of Logan’s words, and sweet malicious joy, when I think back at my interaction with Fynn.

In my delusional, love-sick, mate-bond-altered state, I convince myself that he will just need a little push into the right direction, and he will be mine, eventually, and if I can achieve this, I won’t lose Matthew nor Logan.

On top of that, Drake has not stopped talking about our pups. Gloating about how perfectly strong they will be.

I giggle into my blanket before I stretch myself with a happy sigh.

I’ll find out if Fynn really is so indifferent towards me emotionally as he acts, even if it’s the last thing I’ll do.

I’ll show him that I’m worth being his mate.

Even if I’m not blonde!

Suddenly driven by an incredible motivation, I get out of bed and dress myself.

I have to act like nothing happened and get him to come for me.

Desperately needing a different approach, I avoid him successfully all day, not that this would have been so hard to do, and keep concentrating on stealing short moments of happiness from my other mates.

After discussing the upcoming trip with Astrid, I take a big turn on my way home, reaching the training grounds.

Climbing all the way up the tribunes, I sit down behind a group of she-wolves that keep gushing over the training men.

Even if I have to force my jealousy down, I must admit that Lisa was quite onto something with this one too, as Logan seems to be highly popular.

Once again, I’m astonished by the fact that Matthews's name falls as well, but never Fynn’s.

Logan is watching the training warriors at the border of the field with crossed arms while Fynn is shouting commands, pacing back and forth. I have also spotted Matthew on the field with the warriors, even though he is acting more like an additional instructor than engaging in the training.

Keeping myself in check pays out as they nearly faint as my mate climbs up the steps to reach me as soon as he has spotted me.

“What a nice surprise!” Logan says with a big smile as he leans down to kiss me. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Shrugging, I try to act nonchalantly even if I feel all eyes on me. “I heard that you were training, so I thought to come see you.”

“Seeing you is the best reward for the training.” He sits down next to me, putting his arm around me.

I blush, giggling as he hugs me close to kiss my temple. “You are sweet. And it’s nice to know that I can be a reward for such a hard training of yours.”

“Oh, come on. You wouldn’t be allowed to sit here and kiss me either, but you are still doing it. We can keep our hands to each other. I just don’t want to be alone another night. Please.” I beg him, making puppy dog eyes.

With a sigh, he takes his eyes off me, passing a hand through his hair. “You know exactly that we can’t keep our hands to each other, and we will be in big trouble.”

“Aren’t we already?” I ask, matching his whispering tone. “What if that would get a reaction out of Fynn? Finally forcing him to make a decision?”

He clenches his jaw, and I see how his resolve is about to fall, making me scoot even closer and lowering my voice another bit. “And I really, really need to feel your hands on me.”

“Goddess,” he breathes out, making me grin.

“So, is this a yes?” I ask with a gasp, and he nods.

“Yes, but we have to be careful. And quiet,” he says, a sly grin growing on his lips.

I laugh, pulling him to me to press a kiss on his cheek, before whispering in his ear. “Oh, I will be everything you want me to.”

“Not helping, Artemisia,” he growls lowly, the sound of my name rolling from his lips, causing a shiver to roll along my spine.

Distancing myself back from him, I burn under his intense gaze, while the blue and silver flecks appear. “So… Do you want to fetch dinner?”

“I don’t think so,” he answers with a grin before he grabs me and lifts me up.

I squeal as he throws me over his shoulder and walks towards the thermal baths quickly. “What did I tell you about being quiet, love?”