I dreamt about Thor kissing another girl that looked nothing like Miranda. She was also blond a–nd very beautiful..." She looks away from me then to her fingers, kneading them against each other in embarrassment.
"It was like a switch was flipped inside my head, making me furious when I woke up from the dream. I mean– yes, I know it was just a dream, an ordinary dream but I just couldn't stop myself from going crazy. Despite the fact that Sif was sleeping, I still felt her rage.
I guess everything just came to a boiling point within me. The thought that yo u guys stopped coming to check on me because you think I'm carrying a bastard and Thor, loving up to another woman just..." She pauses and exhales.
"I just kinda feel it was over for me, you know." Her eyes brim with tears then and she takes a deep breath to quickly calm herself.
"Since I can't break out of this godforsaken place without endangering my baby. I felt I would be forced to live here until I give birth and my baby would be taken away from me to live as an Omega that would clean after other people's filth.
So I thought, instead of having my kid live such a miserable life with a family that would never love her, why not end it all right now? Why allow my child to be called a bastard and be subjected to all kinds of inhumane treatments I was made to go through?" She said this last part with her eyes and voice heavy with tears.
A fat tear falls from an eye and she immediately swipes it away with the back of her hand. Henrik hands a box of tissue to me and I in turn pass it to her. She removes some from the box and quickly dabs at her eyes.
"I felt I lost it all. There was nothing else for me to live for– I'm sorry. I know I acted foolish and..."
"No, you did not," Ella interrupts, pushing herself away from the wall she was leaning on to sit on the bed beside Ash.
She takes Ash's hands in her own
"You're not foolish, Luna. You're far from being foolish. I'm sorry you have to go through all these..."
I half listen as Ella consoles Ash while thoughts run through my mind. As much as I wish to take her away from the prison, I further realized it's better for her to stay there. What if I get her out and she gets tired of waiting and decides to come looking for Thor!? That would be the end of everything.
There are many things I wish I could talk to her about, like why I had to keep her inside the prison until the end of the month. Why her baby is Thor's despite the time of conception being off, why she acted crazy after the dream she had, and how it affected Thor.
Even though it hurt to see her cry, it hurts more knowing I can't tell her anything and can't take her out of prison. I exhale loudly while looking straight into her eyes
"I'm so sorry you have to go through this physical and emotional trauma, Ash. We owe you a lot of explanations. No, Thor owes you a lot of explanations." I say and smile assuringly at her
"I promise you'll get every explanation that you deserve. Two weeks have gone by already and before we realize what's happening another two weeks will go and so we'll complete a month and you'll finally be able to get out of here and see your mate."
She nods
"I know... Two more weeks and I'll finally be out of here. I can't wait, "she says, forcing a smile through her tears.
It's good to see her smile and I'm glad for her understanding as usual. Her smiling face put my mind at ease.
***
It's early in the morning around 5 am that we finally arrive back at the pack and that happens because I ask for another ultrasound scan to be done on Ash in my presence.
Since Neal and Millicent were the ones feeding and taking care of her in our absence, I see no reason why they can't continue caring for her. So I collected the doctor's account number and transferred substantial money to her for her payment and Ash's upkeep. Even though she's in prison, this time, I want her to be fed and pampered like the Queen that she is.
I also arranged without spearing any cost for her ward to be redecorated with everything that would make the place look and feel like an apartment instead of a prison ward. Apart from her surroundings, I don't want her to have the feelings of being in prison. I want her to be as comfortable in that place as possible.
On our way home, I asked Ella to see to shopping for clothes that are comfortable for pregnant women and send them to her as soon as possible. I would probably not have thought of doing all this if what happened to Thor and her trying to kill herself hadn't happened. But I'm glad that it's not that late to start.
After we assured those we left with Thor that there was no risk of him having a reoccurrence of the strange and painful attack, they all returned to their rooms leaving the two of us together. After they left, I went to my room for a quick shower before I returned to sleep the rest of the morning in his room.
Even though I assured the team that everything was now fine with him, I couldn't bear to let him sleep by himself. I had to sleep in his room. I want to be there if anything should suddenly happen to him
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It seems as if I haven't even slept a wink when I feel someone nudge me awake. I force my eyes open and see Thor standing over the sofa I fold my frame into with a frown on his face.
"That looks very uncomfortable. Why? Why are you sleeping on the couch? What happened to your room?." He asks with concern.
Without waiting for my reply, he walks to a corner of his room where there is a big table that has a blender, and some fresh fruits and vegetables already placed on it for his morning smoothie.
"Why do you have to wake me, man, c'mon!?" I grumble with displeasure. "Do you mind if I answer your questions in an hour, I'm still very sleepy right now?"
"Yes, I mind. You had two whole weeks of uninterrupted sleep already! I'm sure you've had enough sleep to last you a lifetime. Now get up!" He commands as he stuffs fruits and vegetables inside the blender while I reluctantly sit up on the sofa.
"Thank God you're here anyway. You saved me the trouble of having to specially serve you in bed."
"Yes, what a pity. How could I miss out on a once in a lifetime wonderful opportunity such as this." I growl irritably and he laughs at me.
'Does this fool even remember how he kept us all awake all through the night?' I wonder
He pauses from talking to work on the blender. When he's done, he pours two large cups and brings them over to where I'm still sitting, handing one over to me. Thor is a sucker for eating healthy and has influenced me a great deal. Now I have especially grown to love his morning smoothie.
I notice the smoothie he gives me this time has some black grainy stuff sprinkled on it that isn't on his own.
"What is this black stuff you sprinkled on top and why don't you have it on your own?" I ask as I drink from my cup.
"Argh!..." I groan and resist the urge to spit the concoction out the moment I taste it, forcefully swallowing it down.
"What the fuck did you put in my drink, it's fucking bitter!?" I look up at him to see he's chuckling silently
"And why are you laughing? It's not funny!" I say again, frowning
"Stop throwing tantrums! It's herbs that will help you regain your strength speedily, so relax."
"I'm not throwing a tantrum. You did this deliberately, didn't you? Why are you so heartless? Why couldn't you have chosen less bitter herbs?"
"Stop whining like a little girl. You talk as if I know about herbs. I didn't prepare the herbs. I'm not a herbalist, remember? You however can complain to Anders if you don't like the taste of your drugs, not me." He says grinning like a devil.
"Asshole!" I say, rolling my eyes at him. "You must have missed me so much to start targeting me this soon when I'm still in the process of getting better."
He roars with laughter on hearing what I say. He looks so happy I wonder again if he has no knowledge of what happened to him the previous night.
"You're right, I indeed missed you. So, wanna tell me why you were sleeping in my room? Or could it be that you're now scared of sleeping alone? Seeing that I literally soothed you to sleep the previous night" He says
"Soothe me to sleep? Yeah right?..." I sarcastically reply, not liking how he's having the upper hand in this battle.
"You don't remember the previous night!?" I ask quickly changing the subject.
I watch him closely and I'm surprised to see his facial expression doesn't change one bit.
"Yesterday night? What happened last night?" He cluelessly asks back.
His reply surprises me the more
"You don't remember what happened between you and your concubine?"
"My concubine?" He repeats questioningly. His brow furrows in concentration. Then his eyes suddenly widen and the frown on his face deepens.
"Oh, that bitch! I'm so going to kill her!"