Morena POV
I had not seen Leander for the past few days. Ever since he left after our little altercation the other day, I am still to hear from him. My sister was the one delivering all my meals. I however had one strange visit from Asher one night. He just knocked at my door in the middle of the night. I had not gone to sleep yet as my mind was taken over by overthinking. I seem to be becoming an insomniac gradually. the only time I slept comfortably was the night Leander had spent in my room. And I was not even aware of him being there.
I whisper a low come in to let the person behind the door know that I was awake. I was sure it was not Leander. I would have sensed it if it was him.
Asher slowly peeks his head in and when his eyes lock with mine he gives me a little smile before saying:
"Are you free to talk for a bit?"
"Yes, of course." I reply, gesturing for him to come in.
He comes in, closing the door behind him. His eyes darts around the room before heading towards the couch and takes a seat. I usually lay comfortably on that couch but seeing Asher sit there, it never seemed so small. Both he and his brother had large frames. In fact, every male I met in this pack was as big as the strongest warrior in my previous pack. Even the females seemed buff here.
I inch towards the edge of the bed and give my whole attention to him. This was not the right time to think about how big and buff Leander was.
"I am sure you were not expecting my visit." he finally says, scratching the back of his head.
"Even if I was expecting your visit, I sure was not seeing it coming at this hour." I joke and he seems to relax a bit at that.
"Choosing the right time to come see you was crucial. I had to make sure Leander will not find out about me coming over." he says.
"Why would you hide it from him? has he forbidden you like everyone else from coming to see me or something?" I ask confused. there was clearly respect and understanding between the two brothers from the brief interactions between them that I had witnessed. I have a strong hunch that Asher did not bide by his brother's rules.
"No, it is not like he directly forbid me from doing it. but I know him well. He barely lets your sister come over to bring your meals. He seems to have this strange obsession about having no ne but himself able to see you." He explains.
"I doubt that. He seems to forbid even his own self from seeing me." I mock.
"I would not be so sure about that, Morena. Even though he insists on the fact that you are not his real mate, he can not keep away from you." he replies.
"You know about him not admitting that I am his mate?" I ask confused. I honestly thought he would keep those ridiculous ideas to himself.
"He is my brother, Morena. We do not keep things from each other. We practically experienced the same things throughout our lives. Each of us has is own demons. I know what Leander is doing and saying are both irrational but knowing what I know I completely understand where his behavior is coming from." he explains and I notice a dark shadow going over his eyes before he masterfully masks it away.
"I still can't see what could make him purely hate me. What would make him believe that he can not have a mate? Every werewolf in the universe is born with a mate. It's the first thing taught to us as cubs." I exclaim.
"This is not my story to tell, Morena. It is Leander's. I only came here to try to clear some of the fog off your mind. All I ask of you is to be patient. My brother needs you. he may not know it yet but he does." He says with finality as he gets up and immediately leaves the room. I did not even have the chance to utter a word. Let alone ask him what he mean by asking me to be patient. This visit did nothing but deepen my confusion even more. He just came in, threw what he had to say to me and left.
What could he have possibly meant by asking me to be patient with his brother. What was there to be patient about. Leander literally comes by to humiliate me or hurt me in one way or another and then he storms off.
I lay back on the bed, feeling exhausted. I have been getting tired out of nowhere the past few days. I am just sitting around practically doing nothing all day long and yet my muscles keep getting sore and it's painful to move. It's like I spend the whole night running around and not sleeping. Not that sleep has been visiting me often either. I have been getting less and less sleep every passing night.
I curl up with a blanket on the sofa watching out the window. The sky was starry and it felt relaxing to stargaze. I had no idea what to do going from here. I cannot leave the room. I was not ready for another punishment from Leander. The last time was not even my fault and I was humiliated so bad. Let alone if I leave the room out of my own choice. I had no idea what to expect if I actually get enough courage to step out of the room. But I wanted to see him so freaking bad and I can't blame it on my wolf anymore. I have been missing him and craving his touch. Even that frown he constantly has on. It's like there has been a fire that has been growing inside of me each day. And being alone all the time in this room is not helping my case at all.