I froze. “Is something wrong?” I whispered, stretching out my senses for Ozias immediately.
Confusion came from my mate, while Ruhl just cocked his head at me.
A wolf should not have been able to look that wry.
“Then what is it?” I demanded.
He stepped closer, bending down.
“What are you?—”
Ruhl yanked the pillow from beneath my head.
I shrieked, startled.
Tossing the pillow off of the bed, he gave me another wry look and then hopped down from the mattress. Huffing again, he threw a glance over his shoulder at me before walking to the door.
But unlike times past, he didn’t flow around it. Instead, he just turned and sat down.
“You’re waiting on me, is that it?”
He didn’t make a sound.
“You’re not going to let me stay here and think, are you?”
A slight huff that definitely sounded amused.
And also likeno.
For a moment, I didn’t move. I was being ordered around by a wolf, which was patently ridiculous. But equally ridiculous was the fact I doubted he’d leave me alone if I didn’t follow.
He jerked his head at me, practically proving my point.
“Fine.” I swung my legs over the side of the bed and got up, splaying my hands at him. “Now what?”
Another amused huff. This time he flowed around the door.
“Unbelievable.” Shaking my head, I followed.
Ozias stood at the end of the corridor, and when he saw me, another questioning feeling came through our connection.
“Ruhl seems to think we need to go for a walk,” I explained, keeping my voice low.
Ozias had no trouble hearing. Agreement radiated from him, and in the darkness, he nodded once to Ruhl like he appreciated the wolf’s decision.
Which was just irritating, really. “I didn’t say I agreed with that?—”
“Go.” His voice was barely a murmur. “This area is secured, and movement may help calm your mind.”
“I am calm.”
“Says the predator tearing itself apart from the inside.”
I scowled.
“I can feel your tension, little mate.Move.”
Ruhl nudged me.