Elijah's POV-
Can't believe it.
My wolf is begging me to confess to Anastasia about the night from two days ago, that I had saved her from that dreadful human being I have ever laid my eyes upon.
How can a man do such a thing?
Unless someone put it up to them to stalk her or something. But how am I to know? I don't know her but yet, I'm drawn to her like she is my lifeline.
This can't be possible, can it?
As I was seated on my green chair, which mind you love, I watched Anastasia's breathing go up and down in steady motion that I knew she was still alive, which I'm great full for.
I don't know what happened, the next thing I was sleeping and then I was so close to turning but was slightly in the form of turning, instead with yellow eyes.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't what to hurt her.
'Elijah?'
'Huh?. '
'Where did that come from!'
'I'm your wolf dumbass!.'
'Don't call me a dumbass, dumbass?!.'
'Still a dumbass.'
'Oh shut the fuck up, Nico.'
Of cause my wolf wants to talk after Twenty-Four fucking years. What an ass?.
'I know I haven't contacted you for a while, since..you know
'Don't bring her up into this, Nico. She died, and I loved her!'
'I know, I know. And I'm so sorry Elijah but, I couldn't do anything to protect her. She..'
'Don't you fucking dare say it!'
I knew what happened to Ava was horrific. But, Nico knew I loved her but he didn't imprint on her. He was waiting for someone else and I know, I was dick for not contacting him myself and was foolish enough to think I could stay mad at him for so long but it can't bring back someone you care about and love.
'Nico'
'What?'
He sounded quite, sad.
'I'm sorry too'
That was the first I ever said sorry to him. Because I had hurt him too. In some ways, I can't help back forget about it.
'Thanks, I guess. But your still a dumbass'
I smiled to myself.
'Good to know, buddy'
'Buddy? Well, that's the first I ever heard that for a long time. Buddy?'
I chuckled.
'I shouldn't have been hard on you these past couple of years. I was a dick and a dumbass'
I heard him chuckle a little bit. Never thought a wolf inside a human being can chuckle at their human. It's quiet, refreshing and nice.
'I forgive you
'Thanks, Buddy'
'You're welcome
'Well now that we are best of buds again'
'Dumbass'
'I swear to god, I will hit myself and hope you can feel it
'Bring on, Buddy. But first, you need to check on my girl and see how's she doing?'
I rolled my eyes and stood up from the chair to walk over to my bed, that she was laying on.
'You mean ours'
'Right, ours'
I smirked smugly and heard not myself but my wolf growl and I laughed lightly.
'Never gets old'
I thought back at him, but he never replied just a huff and kept to himself now, without talking for the rest of the few hours that went by.
Watching Anastasia's body switch, which I was alarmed by and saw her groan and eyes squishing together to get her eyes open. And when they opened her eyes locked onto mine, my throat got caught, surprisingly in my throat for some weird reason.
"Hi" her voice sounded dry and huskier-like.
"Hey," I smiled a little, seating myself on the edge of the bed to not squish her legs in the process.
"How long was I out?" She asked, still looking at me before closing her eyes and letting her hand brush away a thread of hair and placing it behind her right ear.
"Not long, just a few hours," I told her looking away and down at her lips.
They look so dry.
"Thirsty?" I said, looking now back up at her eyes as she nodded and swallowed.
"Yes. My throat is kinda dry at the moment, thank you." She thanked me as I smiled nodding to go and grab her some water.
Since I have a sink in my room that I can use. I went to the door to peck behind me and saw her already staring at my back. Darn it. As I gave her a toothy smile, which probably was a bit over the top but anyways, making my way out of the room and closing the door behind me.
I lead my back against closing my eyes with a sigh and pushing myself away from the door and headed down the stairs towards the kitchen. And when I got there. There was a sight I wouldn't get out of my head, which I wish would just fly away and never return.
Rosalie was with Charlie, kissing and banging each other on the counter as Rosalie's naked body was hovering over the counter. Moans escaped her lips as Charlie banged even harder against her from behind.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Rosalie!" I exclaimed, shutting my eyes with my hand over them.
As you can see I'm still quite sensitive to seeing other people do this in places that I need to get to for a person that is practically dying of thirst, right now. And seeing this, just made it worse. From at least by a hundred per cent.
"Oh my god, Elijah. So sorry, um..what are you hear for?" She asked me to push away Charlie who is possibly her boyfriend or just a friends-with-benefits thing that goes on with her.
"A glass" I sarcastically replied to her with a small smirk and crisscrossed my arms over my chest.
"Oh," Rosalie grab the glass from the top shelf and hand it to me. "Here you go, now go away". Oh, I am, away from you. As I mumbled a 'thank you' and started slowly walking backwards.
Rosalie and I don't technically get along when she brings people over to this sort of stuff. But she never does it on the counter, now I'll have to spray and wipe the floor and counter with soap or something. It starting to smell now.
As I turned and start to walk back up the steps, I stop and turned myself around and when she was about to take off her clothes again. I rolled my eyes, "Can you please do 'that', " I pointed gesturing towards her and Charlie and up the stairs, "somewhere else, where my innocent girl won't hear moans coming from you two, please!".
Rosalie sighed buttoning up her shirt that she had undone and grabbing Charlie to drag him up the stairs. She didn't look too pleased with me, but that's what she gets for having sex on a fucking counter. There's room for that.
"It was great seeing you, Elijah!." Charlie called out to me, and I just smiled and nod making my back up the stairs and towards my room.
Thank goodness Rosalie's room is far, far away from mine. She'll be the one that I will be talking to later, bringing home a man into this house with an innocent girl that could, maybe get nightmares for a mouth from the moans that were coming from the kitchen at what they were doing. She could have heard what was going on and maybe freaked out.
God, it's like we are breeding man in this place, I swear.