Chapter 63: Nausea

Noah’s POV

I’d been awake for one good hour before the nausea hit me like a train.

What was I doing for one hour and why was it good? I was staring at my enemy’s sleeping face.

Calling him an enemy doesn’t feel right anymore. One doesn’t beg an enemy to cuddle them, or kiss them, or touch them, or f word them.

I’m still a prude, so I don’t want to say that word...yet.

Elias is very handsome. He’s handsome in a cold villain way, in the way that makes you forget about the hero and cling to the villain.

Last night I couldn’t stop thinking of Roman’s words.

Perfect. Perfect. Perfect.

I’m not perfect. No. I’m far from it.

I used to sneak CDs of music I shouldn’t listen to because I wasn’t allowed to have a phone. I used to steal crumbs of desserts when I was supposed to be dieting.

I used to think about the person called ’them’ and wondered why they left me. I used to wish dad would let me breathe a little instead of being grateful.

But I can’t say all that in public...they’ll hang me.

Those desires are not in the ’Winslow Omega Life textbook’.

"Oh goddess" I murmur as bile rises in my throat, and I lean over the bowl to pour everything out.

At this point, I might have to get a pillow, a blanket, and my breakfast to camp here. This vomiting isn’t stopping.

My stomach doesn’t really hurt, I just feel sick.

Elias is still behind me.

The alpha is silent and he isn’t acting like a man made of metal. That’s a plus for humanity and me.

His cold hand is on my back. It’s very clear he has no idea what to do, so he just pats me.

He’s patting my back like I’m choking, but I don’t need a pat, I need a rub and I can’t complain.

My body shakes from puking and I sigh.

Exhausted and numb from sitting on the floor and throwing up, I reach for the toilet handle and flush.

"Better?" Elias asks and I nod.

It takes work, but I pull myself off the floor and head for the sink to brush my teeth.

I feel so weak as I lean against the sink, and the ceramic does a good job at holding me up.

While brushing, I accidentally look in the mirror, and I see Elias staring at me.

The alpha is looking at me with so much intensity that I start to blush and drop my gaze to the sink.

The alpha remains there like he’s frozen in place.

"What?" I ask when I finish brushing and rinsing my mouth.

I turn around just in time to see him tilting his head with a puzzled look on his face, it’s as if he’s asking ’what?’.

"You keep looking at me like I’m a rock."

"You are a rock to me" Elias responds and I give up.

I sigh before taking unsteady steps back to the room and falling into the queen-size bed.

"Can you manage on your own?" Elias asks and I lift myself, resting my weight on my elbow.

"Why would I be on my own?" I ask.

"My brothers and I have a meeting with Stiles" he says and I fully sit up.

"I’ll go with you," I say quickly and his eyes scan my body.

"You’re sick," he says like it’s the most obvious fact in the world and I scowl at him.

"It’s just throwing up, I can handle myself" I crawl out of the bed to prove my point, but I stumble and sit back on the edge of the bed.

Elias doesn’t say a word, but the way he’s looking at me is clearly saying ’you’re not going anywhere’.

"Please?" I ask.

"I will ask someone to stay with you" Elias says.

"But--" I try to protest.

"Damien won’t stay. He will make you want to kill yourself" he murmurs.

"I-"

"Lucas won’t stay either. He’s the only sane driver" Elias ignores me completely.

"Listen to me" I hold my hand up to shut him up.

"Kai will stay. He’ll make you want to kill yourself, but he won’t let you do it" he looks satisfied with his conclusion.

No way.

"I’m going with you. I’m not staying with your psychotic brother" I argue.

The last time I stayed with Kai, my mind crashed, and I signed a marriage contract.

"Here’s my phone, when you see a call from Damien, pick it up" Elias hands me his phone and I almost throw it at the wall.

"You’re treating me like a kid" I say with frustration.

"I’d rather put you in a glass case and lock you up, but you’d like that too, wouldn’t you?" he says.

And even though he’s not touching me, I feel heat surging through me.

Oh my goddess...Do I have a crush on Elias?

"N-no" I stutter, answer both him and I.

"Sit still, Angel" he says and shoves his hands into his pocket before turning around, heading for his bag of clothes.

"You’ll kill Roman if I’m not there" I say loudly and he stops in his tracks, clenching his fists by his side.

"And so, Noah? What is it to you?" he asks without turning around.

For some reason that has nothing to do with the time he denied being jealous, I want him to turn around. I want him to show me what he thinks of my words.

"Roman is important to me" I say, and I smell the slight change in his pheromones.

"You’re married to me" Elias says.

"I’ve liked him longer than I have known you" I say and Elias turns around; flashing his red alpha eyes at me.

I have never seen this part of him before.

Out of fear, I grip the sheets under me. Is it really fear if my thighs are pressed together and my heart is beating faster?

"I don’t need you to like me, angel. You already belong to me, and if you keep pushing my button, you’ll join the number count of dead bodies from Winslow" he snarls and leaves the room.

He didn’t even get dressed for the day.

I made him so mad that he didn’t dress up for the day, yet he’ll say he isn’t jealous of Roman.

Jerk.

The nausea returns and I rush to the bathroom to let it out, but nothing comes out, so I just dry heave till I’m tired.

I return to the bed and pick Elias’s phone.

He’s using a simple brand, and he has no password on his phone.

Curiously, I open his browser to search for the reason I’m nauseous despite not eating anything bad.

Different results pop up and I scroll through them lazily. But my thumb comes to a stop when there’s a knock on the door.

"I am the one assigned to baby sit you" Kai says as he comes into the room.

His face is swollen and his eyes are tired.

The youngest Deus brother is looking at me without realizing that I just read a result that says I’m pregnant...

I’m pregnant with Elias Deus’s baby.