Meredith.
I exhaled for the thousandth time since lying my head on the pillow to rest.
It’s been two hours already, yet I couldn’t get a wink of sleep.
Peace and sleep were far from me as I rolled from one side of the bed to the other. I rubbed my thighs together, feeling the small pool there.
"Umm..." A soft moan escaped my lips. My lashes fluttered as I wrapped my arms around myself.
In the end, I wasn’t able to take it. I quickly sat up on the bed with a groan.
My pheromones were kicking again. I didn’t know why it didn’t give any signs during dinner until around this time when everyone had gone to bed.
If I knew earlier that this would happen, I would have returned to Draven’s room immediately after dinner.
Valmora hadn’t informed me about making preparations for this tonight, and she wasn’t answering me now.
I got off the bed, my thoughts in shambles as I looked down at my night dress to see if it was decent enough to leave my room in.
There was no way I was spending the night alone in restless pain and frustration when I had a husband who had helped me the first time.
I can’t believe a day would come when I would take the initiative to go to a man to sleep with.
I didn’t know I could be this type of woman. It felt surreal. But I didn’t give a damn about it.
To hell with stupid thoughts and ideology that wasn’t never going to relieve me of this sudden torturous heat.
I slipped my feet inside my slippers and tied the rope to my thin night robe. The thin dress I wore underneath was short but luckily, the length of the robe did justice by stopped at my knees, covering my exposed thighs.
Without a second thought, I went for the front door, opened it, stepped out and shut it lightly before turning my back to it.
Next, my eyes fell on the empty hallway. I looked sat my left and my right. Seeing my coast was clear, I went for my right in quick short steps.
I don’t know why I’m acting all sneaky like a thief on a mission to still something.
Yeah. Actually, I was on a mission to steal something that belonged to Draven. In another sense, it’s more like I’m renting it for a certain amount of time.
As I made my way towards the stairs and took my first step, I wondered what gave me to confidence to seek Draven.
He had asked me to call me if I needed him, but that had been in the day time, not in the middle of the night.
He was probably in a deep sleep, but I couldn’t wait.
I had no one around me for the night, so I couldn’t wait until I lost my mind because I wouldn’t be able to stop myself or control my actions.
I caught a familiar silhouette on the second floor just as I had turned to start taking the stairs to the third floor where Draven was.
Suddenly, I didn’t to be seen by Wanda going up to the third floor. Apart from the fact that she would make a hell of noise, I didn’t want her knowing why I was headed up there in the middle of the night.
This was so embarrassing for me.
I slowed my steps and carefully put one foot forward, one after the other until I thought the wall had shielded me from her eyes.
But I forgot she was a werewolf, and would have definitely smelt me and heard my steps.
Just as I climbed the second step on the first stair, I heard her voice thunder behind me.
"Meredith!"
I shut my eyes and exhaled before slowly turning to meet her fiery eyes.
If she could burn me with her eyes, she would have done that without hesitation the moment I turned.
"How can I help you?"
"What are you doing up here?" She asked, dragging her gaze across my body before fixing a permanent disgusted look on my face. "Didn’t I tell you never to come up here, and to only stay within the borders of the ground floor where your bedroom is?"
I scoffed, stepping down so I could meet her eyes level.
Wanda was tall, just a little bit taller than I was, and currently, she was dressed in a matching silk pyjamas. Her hair was in a messy updo while a sleeping mask seemed her hair backward. And I would like to think she forgot it up there.
"Now, I finally know why you put me in one of the best rooms downstairs," I said, narrowing my gaze at her.
Although, I had never for one day believed what she said about giving me a good room with a beautiful view with best intentions.
There had to be something else behind it, and finally this moment, it hit me.
She gave me a very good room downstairs so I wouldn’t have any reason to complain, and go beyond the halls of the ground floor. And at the same time, no one would realize how tricky and impartial her actions were.
Wanda scoffed. She didn’t make any effort to correct me if I was wrong, or try to cover up the foul play here. She just scoffed.
"Whatever it is that you have going up in that little brain of yours won’t help you see Xamira. Remember, you are not permitted here, and she isn’t allowed to visit anyone."
Wanda thought I had come here for Xamira?
I chuckled heartily, nearly laughing my head off.
"Who said I was here to Xamira?" I asked, my laughter dying off slowly.
I had a guess that I was going to enjoy my altercation with Wanda tonight.
Wanda’s brows furrowed in confusion at first. But the next minute she narrowed her eyes, unwrapping her arms.
"Don’t tell me you are here. In the middle of the night. For Draven. I hope I’m wrong?"