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12. One more
"It never gets old" Quil chuckles lingering on the doorframe, amused at seeing the werewolf sitting in a rocking chair of all things like a granny, an open book in her lap, but her eyes fixed on the two sleeping forms.
"What are you still doing here?" She berates "You're supposed to be patrolling. Don't think because that jackass has gone mia, you can do as you please"
"Of course not"Quil laughs "We have you" And it's not a complaint or a sarcastic remark. There's a slight hint of affection, and Leah feels herself smiling too.
"That's not going to win you any brownie points " She jokes "Now go" Quil leaves laughing and she picks up her book again when the door closes. One of the many advantages to being a werewolf is reading without light. Her head doesn't hurt and she won't turn blind because of it. She remembers once hearing about one of the girl's father watching his lame ass girlfriend sleep. She thought it was creepy, she had never delighted in watching someone else sleep. But there Iis something mesmerizing about it.
Rising chests, steady breaths, and hammering heartbeats. Claire stirs a lot, moving all over her space and even sometimes invading Nessie's. And Nessie who remains on her side of the bed, opens her mouth constantly letting words and nonsense escape her lips. Guess there was more of Bella Swan in her than just color of the eyes.
Leah turns back to her reading knowing maybe in five minutes, when Seth comes back from patrolling she'll be able to go to sleep. How did she go from whatever to caring, she doesn't know. But she does, and she doesn't want to stop now that she's found a bit of her old self to reinvent her persona.
The asshole's scent breaks her concentration. He's finally decided to come back home, how gracious of him.
"Can we talk?" She's too tired to yell or to hit him. So she nods and closes her book. The fact that he's willing to let his imprint out of his sight after not seeing her for almost a week doesn't escape her mind.
"I..."He can't say he's sorry, because sorry it's not enough these days. Leah takes him in, and shakes her head sadly. "I don't want to fight"
"Glad we agree on something" Leah murmurs letting herself rest on the sofa, closing her eyes.
"Leah I..."But again sorry's about to escape his lips, and he knows that won't fix it this time.
"Running away everytime you can't deal with things is not the solution" She lectures. "Forget about your duties, about the pack about me,..."She takes another wave of air "You're all she has now" There's no need to say who she is, they both know. "One day we'll be gone too and she's all you'll ever have too ."
"No" He says determined forgetting about apologies and excuses and wanting her to take those foul words back. "I'll have you. We have you"