The broken and fragile

Part 20: Sick?

Scarlet's POV

After we had some pancakes with syrup. Which was just so sweet I could barely handle it.

Jared had cared me up to his office with him where I laid on the couch getting some rest. Every now and then I tried moving my arms and legs some like he said I should do. They seemed to be getting better. I was getting more feeling in them.

I turned my head from staring at the ceiling so I could look at him. He sat at his desk slightly leaning back in his chair as he focused on the paper he was holding in his hand. His forehead was slightly creased as he seemed to be thinking rather hard about the contents of it.

I zoned out into my own thoughts while I looked upon him. 

Something wrong with me I just know it. Maybe I'm sick. It's rare for a werewolf to get sick, or any shifter for that matter, but not impossible. I've never been sick before so I don't know how to tell but what else could it be.

I just feel...different. I feel more whole, safer, calmer. And Jared, every time he touches me my skin ignites in flames. 

I didn't feel like this before I was in a coma. Don't get me wrong everything I feel is great, I feel great. But it's just different, nothing I've ever felt before.

"Hey little wolf?" I cut my thoughts off instantly at the sound of his voice.  Every thought I've ever had flew from my mind at that moment. Yeah somethings definitely wrong with me.

I sat up on the couch and turned my body towards him so he knew he had my attention.

"I was wondering...There will be times when I can't be with you and I know you're not really comfortable around other people..." He trailed off at the end not completing whatever he was going to say.

I stood on shaky legs to make my way towards him. He jumped from his chair quickly when my knees wobbled. Although I didn't seem to need it he helped me walk to his desk where he sat me down in his chair. While he leaned back to sit on his desk he looked down at me and seemed to study me for a second before continuing.

"Would you like a pet? To keep you company when I can't." His question took me off guard. I've never thought of having a pet before. I mean yes I've wanted one but with how my family was I didn't think I'd ever get one.

I realized that I was staring at my hands that were placed in my lap while he waited for an answer. I looked back up to him and nodded while trying my best to smile. I'm sure I looked like an idiot. I could feel my lips quiver in my attempt.