Chapter 404 - Wee Little Mortal
Chapter 404 - Wee Little Mortal
Dawn scowled at Neal and he stopped speaking.
"King of what?" asked Cole.
"King of his wishes!" Neal added glibly.
"Ah! That he is!"
"Oh look, we have arrived at David's place," said Dawn, changing the topic immediately. Their car stopped in front of a duplex house with large glass windows and neatly trimmed hedges. An exotic cashew nut tree right inside the hedges was standing, witnessing the chilly afternoon.
Cole opened the car's door and jumped out. He walked in the gate and Dawn watched him being greeted by Rose with a warm smile.
Drive to the Wyatt House was over in half an hour. While all the security stayed on the outside, Dawn walked in with Neal in the house. A call from Daryn made him stop. He picked up the call and turned around to talk to him, while Dawn continued to walk to Lily's room.
When Dawn reached the room, she found Cara standing right next to Lily, reading a document for her, as she drank broth. Cara looked up and her face beamed with surprise more than joy. "Good afternoon Ma'am!" she said with excitement. Dawn walked up to Lily who smiled faintly at her.
"It's good to see you Dawn," said Lily and her voice sounded genuine. She was the only grandchild, her blood who ever came to meet her and she cherished it. Cole and Cecelia never came. And the girl was like a fresh breath of life. Seeing her pregnant made her feel happy because that ensured that Wyatt's line would continue. She hoped that Cole married and produced healthy kids.
"It's good to see you too Lily," said Dawn with a smile. She sat down on a chair given to her by Cara.
Neal reached the room soon after. Daryn had asked him to keep an eye on the people who were in for bidding. He had smiled, knowing that Daryn would surely ask him to do that. That was an easy thing for him. He narrowed his eyes, proud that he was too good at these things, proud that his Alpha was already keeping an eye on the whole process.
This was the most amazing moment of his life. His fingers gripped the phone he had in his hand, shattering it. From a multitude of trails, he inhaled an exquisite scent—the milky smell of babies, soft aroma of morning blossoms, and the mist all around them. As sensations overwhelmed him, he slowed down. It was the first time Neal saw Cara and he blinked his eyes more than once to stay in focus of the situation around him. He lost his breath at her sight, at the small female with beautiful breasts and hips made for his hands. Her pink lips and her heart-shaped face were devoid of all makeup. With a pony tied on the top of her crown, she was as exotic as her scent was.
"Neal!" Dawn got up immediately when she saw that he had shattered the phone. His hand was bleeding as shards of glass punctured his skin.
Neal sucked in a deep breath as Dawn rushed to help him. Cara kept the document on the chair and rushed to him to help. As soon as she touched him, electricity passed through him like a bolt. Neal began to cough. As he wheezed and Dawn patted his back, she met his eyes. He took his blooded hand up to reach her cheek but she backed with disgust on her face and then stepped back, feeling utterly weird.
She was aghast as to how he managed to break the phone to pieces.
"Go get some antiseptic and bandages," Dawn instructed her, and she immediately darted out.
"Ask the chef. He knows about it!" Lily called from behind.
Five minutes later.
"You have to go to the hospital," said Dawn as she plucked out every shard of glass that was stuck in his palm.
But Neal didn't answer. His gaze was focused on Cara who was crimson red. How could he miss Dawn's secretary all this while? The girl was like a delicate flower who needed all the protection she could in her life.
"Neal?" Dawn said loudly to gain his attention.
He jerked his head towards her, coming out of the trance. "Yes?"
"Did you hear what I just said?"
He shook his head and said, "Yes."
Dawn narrowed her eyes. "You have to take Cara back home," she said something random.
"I would love to!" came his prompt reply. "She can't be standing alone without protection!"
Lily giggled from behind as poor Cara was flabbergasted.
Dawn stared at the werewolf with disbelief who had hopelessly fallen in love. "Maybe you need your head examined," she suggested.
"I think so too," the man whined.
Dawn looked at Cara who for some reason had withdrawn so much that she appeared shrunk. "Could you please take him to the hospital? He needs urgent medical attention."
Cara nodded. "Yes, Ma'am."
"Good! Take your car. I will be with Lily for some time. You can go to the office after Neal's hand is bandaged."
"Sure!" She looked at Neal and then said, "Shall we?"
Neal didn't know what she was saying and nodded because she was talking to him. He didn't know why but no one stopped him from following his wee little mortal, who needed his protection. While going out he asked, "Have you eaten food?" His natural instincts screamed at him on the inside to ask whether the girl was hungry or not. And his natural instincts cried for him to mark the girl, claim her.
—Mate—
Gods, she was going to be the death of him, if he didn't mark her already. Knowing that he couldn't just pounce on her, he followed her like a puppy following his master.
When Cara opened the driver's door of her car, she found him standing beside her. "You have to sit there," she reminded him gently.
Neal gulped. He licked his dry lips and walked to sit. He was hardly concerned about the pain he should have been experiencing. Cara drove him to the hospital. She shook her head. What a bother!
Back in the room, Dawn completed reading the document and Lily signed it.
"You appear very frail," said Dawn.
"I am happy when you visit me," said Lily softly. There was a soft glow in her eyes. "When are your babies due?"
"In ten days, if all goes well."
"You should take complete rest Dawn," Lily said with concern in her voice. "Don't move around much and I would go on to suggest that you should get admitted to the hospital."
Dawn chuckled. "Thanks Grandmother, but I would rather stay at home than go to the hospital and stay." The last visit to the hospital, five years back was enough to last a lifetime. She adjusted her blanket over her.
Lily took her hand in hers. "I am so happy about you. I wish I could indulge the kinds with affection. But I feel I can't even get up from bed now…" There were tears at the corner of her eyes. "Will you come and show your kids to me?"
Dawn stroked her frail fingers. "Of course I would."
Lily gave a full smile, and the tears on the corner of her eyes rolled out. She sighed as Dawn wiped her tears. The two women sat together in silence. Finally, Lily went off to sleep with assurance that there was someone of her family who still looked at her well being.