[GREYSON]
"Definitely drank too much," Mbali said to herself as she kept ignoring the feeling that someone was staring at her and that he or she was probably right in front of her.
She wanted to ginger it, but with every step she took into the pack house and the guest room where she usually slept when she came to Greyson, the more she was sure that this wasn't just about the liquor anymore.
Someone was here and Mbali was just too tired, and feeling like shit that if they tried to fuck with her, there was a very high chance that she would make them regret even considering looking at her.
She was in a pissy mood and she couldn't be blamed. The damn alcohol just made her feel full instead of helping drown her sorrows. This wasn't the kind of shit she hoped for but honestly, she was done trying to stay sane for everyone.
Maybe she would just screw everything up and make sure that no one ever stepped on her emotions again, right?
"Emotions, tsk," Mbali chuckled angrily at the idea that she was probably letting herself be vulnerable when there was a lot she could do. Well, for now, she would pretend like she didn't feel someone's presence.
If it helped, she was simply praying for them not to cross her because right now, even the goddess was smart enough not to stand in the way of an angry Jabali sister, especially now that Mbali had unresolved issues with her sister.
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Sighing, Mbali thankfully made it to her room and plopped on the bed instantly. She didn't care that she had a feeling someone was watching her. She wanted to sleep. Besides she was immortal and no manner of magic would ever work on her.
As for her security, her sister being around was enough for Mbali to know that no one would ever be able to hurt her or take her away from here. She hated Malika but with the same passion, she trusted her.
If her sister had worked so hard to keep her safe all these years, there was no way that Malika would let Mbali out of her sight, not even for a second. Who knows, maybe it was Malika who had been following her.
But then Malika had a distinct earthy scent, just like Mbali, and the person following her masked his or her scent. So that didn't matter.
"Freya Mali—" Mbali began again and Malika interrupted her.
"It wasn't me. I didn't even know you loved flowers woman. How the fuck would I know that when the little I know about you is because I had to turn into some old woman manning our parents' graves to take care of you!" Malika defended and this time, Zane snorted. ,
These two were impossible honestly and the only thing the lot of them could do was to watch and wait for who would snap first out of this madness.
"You were a grave guardian stalking your little sister?" Elodie asked, trying so hard to hide her laugh, but the longer she held it back, the louder her shorts were and the harder Mbali's glasses were.
Mbali was staring at Elodie as if to tell her what her mate really was like. Betrayal had ruined so many people and right now, the Jabali sisters were on the verge of ending their relationship that had not even picked up because of that.
"In my defense, it was the only way to keep her safe and be close to her," Malika said with a pout as she looked at Elodie who simply pulled her close and kissed her forehead like it was the most normal of things.
"If it helps she won't even listen to me. And I've been around her long enough to know she would rather bury her head in the sand than listen to my apology. So why would I come with all these flowers?" Malika added and they all stared at Mbali who was still confused.
"Zaniel," Mbali glared at her Lycan and the warrior just raised his hands in surrender as if to tell the warrior that this was not what they had planned for, besides, no one in their right mind would bring flowers to a woman who despised having emotions.
"Nope, not me. I love how my head sits perfectly on my neck, enforcer," Zane voiced as if to tell his enforcer that he knew how irritable she already was.
"You... Mr. healer... was this your doing?" Mbali asked and Hudhayfah stared at her as if to ask her if she was being serious.
"Then who the fuck brought me flowers??" Mbali asked again only for Malika to grab a note beside her bed, her eyebrows knitted as she stared at it and began reading it.
"I know you heard me last night, mi reina, but didn't bother protecting yourself, and that breaks my heart. I hope you don't mind that I stayed the night and watched over you, hermosa. You're the prettiest flower I've ever seen.
"Also, I didn't know what flowers you liked, so I brought all the beautiful flowers that can describe your beauty and aura. Forgive me if they are not within your preferences, amor, I'll bring better ones next time.
"I'm not sorry I kissed you though. I hope to kiss and taste you again when you're conscious, if you will let me. I'll see you soon, mi reina. Until then, be good to yourself. With all of me, Amina," Malika read.