Willow Dark Storm by ZL Morris

Author:ZL Morris
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Covey Publishing, LLC

Chapter Eleven

For the past few hours, I lie in bed and stare at the ceiling because I can’t sleep. In an effort to find a comfy spot, I toss and turn, but sleep still evades me. I’ve even dug out the new, fleece PJs from the shopping trip, but I’m unable to properly enjoy them. My mind won’t allow me the few hours reprieve I desperately need because the conversation from earlier constantly plays over in my head.

I’m their mate… I don’t know where to even begin piecing together the puzzle of this one. It’s one big clusterfuck. I’m a mate. To three vampires! This doesn’t happen to normal people. Normal people have relationships with other normal people. They own a house, a car, live a boring life with two or three children, and have a white picket fence. They don’t end up as a mate to three vampires.

A glance at the clock shows it’s a little before two in the morning. Huffing, I give up on the idea of sleep and kick off the covers. I didn’t grab a drink earlier in my haste to leave, and my mouth feels as though it’s full of cotton balls. Resolving myself to the fact I’m not going to sleep anytime soon. I pray I don’t bump into one of the guys, though. I’m still not sure what I should be feeling, and I don’t want to make things worse than they already are.

Being mindful of the time, I quietly sneak across the bedroom and open the door. Unable to make out any obvious noises, I shut the door and head down the stairs while being careful to avoid some of the creakier ones I stepped on earlier. I make it to the bottom without alerting anyone and decide the kitchen is my best bet.

Opening a cupboard door in the kitchen, I spot a set of six glasses still in the packaging. I can’t imagine the vampires would need something so human. They must have bought them for me. I quickly discard the plastic and replace the rest of the glasses back on the shelf. I wince when I turn the tap on and it makes the pipes groan loudly in the wall.

Sticking my fingers under the tap, I impatiently wait for the water to run cold. Happy it doesn’t take too long, I fill the glass and turn off the taps while hoping the rattling pipes didn’t alert anyone to me being here. I guzzle the water in no time, wanting to be back in the safety of Zadimus’s room.

Knowing I’m the only person who will likely use the glasses, I place the glass on the drainer without washing it. The last thing I need is to tempt fate by turning the taps on one too many times.

At the door, I take one more glance around to make sure everything is put away, then I exit the kitchen. I quietly pull the kitchen door shut and tiptoe back to the stairs. My hand grabs the polished wood handrail.

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