Chapter 12
Sofia
"Did you sleep like that all night?" I thought I heard Victoria say.
"I didn't want to disturb either of you."
"That can't have been comfortable."
I blinked a few times, and really didn't want to wake up enough to figure out what that conversation was all about. I was warm and pressed up against something comforting.
Wait, what was I pressed up against?
I opened my eyes and looked around. Doc was sitting next to me where I remembered him being when he came in last night, still leaning against the headboard. His long hair was loose and fell around his shoulders. I lay curled up against his legs.
"Good morning." He smiled at me when I glanced up at him.
I really wanted to bury my face under the covers and not come out for a while, but he had done a lot for me the night before. I could try to not hide from him today.
"Morning," I mumbled.
Doc smiled and rubbed my shoulder. "Breakfast is almost ready." He got up and left the room before I could say anything else.
Victoria winked at me. "He's totally into you."
I pulled the covers over my head. That didn't really help, though because I was surrounded by Doc's scent.
"Come on, or the guys will eat all the food."
"I'll be out in a minute. I need to brush my teeth and stuff. Get dressed. Move to a foreign country."
Victoria laughed as she left the bedroom. She must have been up for a little while because she was already dressed.
I hurried through getting ready and pulled on shorts and a T-shirt. I ran a hand through my hair, and it settled into its customary style. That part of being able to do magic was pretty handy. Even if I didn't know exactly how I managed it.
I hesitated with my hand on the doorknob, though knob wasn't really the right word since it was a lever. Finally, I left the bathroom and headed out of the bedroom. They must like lever knobs because I noticed they all were levers. It probably wasn't all that unusual, I just hadn't seen many in the houses I had lived in growing up.
Doc's cabin was an actual log cabin. The outer walls were dark brown logs with lighter chinking. The floors were a polished wood, and they had a lot of rugs thrown down. Maybe to protect the floor from werewolf paws. Doc's bedroom was at the end of a narrow hallway. By the dog, well, wolf hair, on the comforter, I suspected Ed and Allan slept there at least occasionally. The hallway opened into a living area with a couch, loveseat, and a fireplace. They had a TV, but the couch and the loveseat were situated to look out a large window instead. The view drew my attention, and I walked over to the window.
The cabin was situated partway up the mountain slope and though the trees had been cleared around it, part of the view was of the pine forest. I could also see the valley below with cow pastures, the river that meandered through the middle, and part of town. The sky was the most vibrant blue I could remember seeing, with not even a wisp of clouds.
"It's going to be hot today." Ed came up next to me.
I jumped a little. I hadn't heard him.
He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. For a moment, I leaned into him, breathing in the wild forest scent he carried.
"Thank you for coming for me last night." I hadn't had a chance to talk to either him or Allan.
He squeezed me tighter, burying his nose in my hair and inhaling. "I'll always come for you. I'm glad we got there in time."
"Me, too." My heart skipped a beat, and my breath caught at his words.
He turned and pulled me into a hug, and I rested my cheek against his shoulder. He wasn't a lot taller than I was, but he was solid muscle when I leaned on him.
"Are you okay? I smell blood." His voice kind of rumbled through me when he spoke.
"I've got a pretty good cut on my back. It's not real deep. Hurts a little, but it's okay." Actually, a lot of me hurt. I didn't really want to acknowledge how I felt at the moment, so I ignored it. I loosened my arms, and he let go of me.
"We'll look at it after breakfast then. Let's eat." He grabbed my hand and tugged me toward what was more than likely the kitchen. I was used to him holding my hand by now and didn't think much of it, just enjoyed the feel of his hand in mine. It was comforting, and I felt safe as long as he held me.
Allan, Doc, and Victoria glanced over at me when Ed led me in. He brought me to a chair and held it for me while I sat. I glanced up at him, raising my eyebrows, but he wasn't actually looking at me, though he was smiling.
"What do you want to drink? We have juice, water, milk, tea? Doc has some gross protein drinks," Ed asked.
The others were bringing over plates stacked with bacon and pancakes.
"Do you like eggs?" Allan asked before I could answer.
"Juice, please, and yes."
"Good. Almost done."
Doc came over and sat next to me, a mug in his hand that smelled like it had tea in it. He still wore the jeans and T-shirt he had worn the night before. The wide beaded bracelets were still around his wrists. Ed and Allan wore sweatpants and T-shirts, and Victoria wore a long T-shirt over black leggings.
Victoria took the seat on the other side of him. Ed brought me a tall glass of orange juice and sat on the other side of me. Allan brought over a bowl full of scrambled eggs.
Though I wasn't sure how we would manage to eat all of the food, especially when Doc didn't look like he wanted any, I guessed
