Blood Moon Sworn; Book 2

Recovery; Beauty sleep.

I feel myself being gently shaken, a voice whispers beside me rousing me from my sleep.

"Ivy, its time to get up, you've got to eat something, I've got lunch." Conrad? I peel one eye half open reluctantly.

Sure enough, Conrad smiles at the evil eye I'm giving him, and chuckles.

"Now now, I've turned everyone away but it's 1 pm, and you need to eat something, you can go back to sleep after." He says, his words are firm but caring.

I close my eye again, grumbling, I push myself into a sitting position, my body aches everywhere and creaks in complaint at the movement.

Conrad moves to grab an extra pillow from the cupboard for me. placing it behind my back, helping me lean back.

I blink a few times, the room is dimly lit by the bathroom light, I follow Conrad's movements to grab a tray from the bench, turning he brings it to me.

"There you go, fruit, steak, chicken, veggies and fried rice and Ice coffee." He says, I frown looking at him, his face looks guilty.

"You can't buy back my trust and love through my stomach, Conrad." I say bluntly, his cheeks tint lightly pink.

"I wasn't trying, I just didn't know what you'd like, so I got a bit of everything, you need to eat. I know I can't buy you back with food.." He trails off awkwardly, he then moves to sit at the table by the window, drinking a energy drink and eating some chicken nuggets, very healthy I thought to myself.

I looked down at the array of food, sniffing deeply, I realised just how hungry I really was, my mouth began to water as I picked up a knife and fork on the tray, ready to attack the steak first.

I lifted the tray, only for Conrad to appear to take it away, I hadn't even seen him stand.

I nodded as he took it away, I felt like a swollen cow, I'd polished off the steak and friend chicken, then the fried rice in minutes, then had attacked the veggies washing it down with the coffee, leaving the fruit last I'd shoveled that in too, and now was regretting it, my stomach gurgled feeling ready to burst at the seams.

But just as quickly, my eye began to pull close on me, I yawned loudly, a food coma state setting in, Conrad helped me to lay back down, I glared.

"I know, I know, I'm not kissing your ass to forgive me, It's just my job to look after you, till you're feeling better remember?" Conrad says with cheeky acknowledgement, I nod firmly.

"Good, as long as you know." I reply gruffly, sleep already descending.

"I know Ivy, I do." I hear Conrad say as I'm pulled into sleep again.

The next time I wake it's of my own accord, I need to pee, so reluctantly I open my eyes, the curtains are still drawn so I don't know whether it's night or day.

I sit up, stretching my hands over head, the covers move, causing me to pause, outlined in the darkness I make out Conrad's sleeping form.

"Ivy I'm so sorry...I am." Conrad whispers into the darkness, his breathing is even, he must be sleep talking I assume.

I slip from the bed, my heart squeezing at the sleepy apology, I pad quietly as I can to the bathroom following the crack of light through the door.

After I've relieved myself, I wash my hands, drying them I turn to the door opening it, I walk into a wall of muscle.

"Gasp*..Shit Conrad!" I grumble, as he catches me from falling barely, He stands blinking against the light down at me, looking disheveled from sleep.

"Hey ahh Sorry Ivy, Just making sure you were alright, was about to knock." He explains awkwardly, still waking his words are slurred with sleep.

"Yeah I'm good, I was just using the toilet." I reply annoyed, he nods, stepping aside, I hurry past him, launching onto the bed like a child, I scramble under the covers, snuggling down.

I hear as Conrad goes into the bedroom doing the same, then after washing his hands, he returns to the bed, I feel his weight compress his side of the mattress as he climbs back in, his warmth is inviting, so as subtle as I can, I scoot backwards towards it.

I can feel the heat radiate off him only inches away and begin to relax into sleep, when two massive arms wrapped tightly around me, pulling me against him, I'm about to protest when Conrad snores softly in my ear.

He's asleep? I think to myself, I chuckle, dork! I let myself be held then and drift off into a warm and comforting sleep.

I listen as someone walks around the room, turning the kettle on, they then head for shower, when they re-entered the room, I force myself to open one eye, only to meet by a perfectly sculpted torso, the owner had their back to me and stood in only jeans, black lines formed a rope around the biceps closest below that many names had be scrolled.

"Like what you see?" says the torso's owner, as he flexs, turning towards me now, shirt in hand.

I roll off my stomach onto my back, I give Conrad a sideways glance, pushing down on the emotions that bubble up.

"Yeah just noticed how much weight you've gained in the last few days." I say bluntly, biting down on the inside of my cheeks, trying not to give away my instinctual arousal.

He chuckles, shaking his head at my words.

"Honey it's only been 2 days, I must be eating a lot of fast food to have declined so quickly." He replies with a smile in his voice.

"I'm not your Honey." I reply coldly, he flinches at the words, a serious expression falling into place.

"I apologise Alpha." He places a fist over his heart, bowing deeply at the waist.

I nod frowning, not prepared for this reaction.

"Well I suppose, I'd like to go shower, I suspect I smell like death." I chuckle at my pun, but Conrad remains silent watching me with cautious and pain filled eyes, I wave him off when he moves to speak.

I enter the bathroom, feeling bad for my pun as I close the door, separating me from him.

Standing in the shower, the warm water runs over me, it's comforting curtain washing away any remnants of evidence of the last 3 days, mud, blood, sweat all swirl together as their washed down the drain at the center of the cubicle.

I welcome the felling of cleanliness, I lather myself with my caramel and vanilla soap before rinsing and  repeating it.

I next shampoo my hair, heavy handedly, more dirt and blood flakes pool at my feet as it loosens itself from my hair, as for the conditioner I almost use the entire bottle, trying to free up the knots.

Finally after scrubbing myself with the loofa too, I turn the water off and step dripping from the shower, I grab a towel from the towel warmer, it's soft heater comfort makes me think of home and mum.

I hope she didn't hear about my death yet, I wanted to inform her of the plan but not today, I still needed time to regenerate my energy.

I dried myself, opening the door, I found a new set of flannel pajamas on the end of the bed with a note.

"Hey Ivy, left you too have a nice relaxing shower, got Florain to get you these, so I can wash your clothes and your pajamas too, enjoy them they are covered in unicorns, will be back soon. Conrad."

I smile down at the note, somehow it felt wrong that his didn't add an x at the end, I missed it.

Shaking the thought away, I quickly put my undies and singlet on and then my new unicorn pajamas.

I had to admit they were warm and fluffy, something was in to pocket of the shirt, I reached in pulling out matching bed socks, haha cute, I pull them on to, then crawl across the bed, back under the covers, I snuggle down to sleep once more.

They smell of my soap and hair products, wrapping me in a comforting cocoon of cleanliness.