More than just a Dream
I didn’t immediately go see Morpheus. Instead I went and got some food then went to a training room. It was empty and I was proud of myself for finding my way.
I ate my food while thinking of the best way to ask. Parts of my dream came back to me, I blushed remembering the almost sex dream I had about my werewolf boy. Is he still considered mine since I didn't reject him? Then I remembered Morpheus crying, it didn’t feel like just a dream. It felt like it was real…
I realized that Morpheus hadn’t come to find me yet. It was passed dinner time already. I had grown very used to seeing him everyday. Normally he would have already come to visit or something. I finished my food and made sure I didn’t leave a mess. Then left, I knew where his room was, I could find him. I think.
After wandering for a bit, I finally made it to an area that I recognized. I found his room and knocked on his door. Hopefully he was in his room. There was no answer, well shit. I didn’t have anything else to do to be honest. So, I sat down to wait for him to come back to his room.
I only had to wait about half a hour before he walked up. He looked tired and sad. I stood up and he gave me a small smile.
“Hey sorry had to go help with some work.” He said he didn’t seem his normal self. I don’t know what came over me I stepped forward and pulled him close. I wrapped my arms around him tightly. He needed a hug. He let out a shuttering breath and held me tightly.
“Let’s go outside, we can talk if you want.” I said softly and he nodded. I held his hand, not even thinking about the fact that I wasn’t supposed to have skin to skin contact with people. Joan said my powers were too strong and would kill people if I touched them. Another lie, seems I have been told quiet a lot of those.
We walked outside and stopped just on the inside of the grounds. I felt like I should step over that invisible boundary. Why did I feel called to take that step. Like something was the other side calling me.
Morpheus was watching me with a small smile on his face. I met his eyes confused why was he looking at me like that? He smirked lightly looking out beyond the boundary and then pulled me across it.
“Sorry I don’t want to be close to the tower right now.” He said and I nodded but felt he had another reason. We sat on the ground in the grass luckily it was very sunny, so we were not cold. Well it helped we were sitting very close together. He kept his eyes on the woods that were not to far away. I felt like he was waiting for something to happen.
"So... do you want to talk about it?" I asked if a touch awkward, I mean how are you supposed to ask someone about there life story.
“I guess I have some explaining to do. Firstly, my power is telepathy. I am a very strong telepath; I hear everything in everyone’s minds. While yes, it is kind of like Edward from Twilight, except I am much better looking and not so depressing.” He wasn’t wrong about the better looking in my opinion. He had such beautiful blond hair which like I have noticed many times looks like sex hair. It was medium length and hung just a bit in his eyes if he didn't move it. Those eyes were so beautiful, they were these unique violet eyes. They were vibrant and made you feel like he was staring in to you soul. Well I guess he is kind of, by being able to read thoughts. As beautiful as his eyes were it was green eyes that staid in the back of my mind all the time.
I saw him smirking, ohh shit. He can read thoughts meaning he heard all of that didn't he. I looked at him and he nodded still trying not to laugh. I felt my cheeks burn, but it was a small price to pay to see him smiling again.
“Okay maybe I am a touch depressing. I’m sure you noticed people act weird around me, some of it is because I know their thoughts. But also, I lost my mate. He died.” He said softly I held his hand comfortingly. That did explain all of it, while being gay wasn’t uncommon it still wasn’t exactly thought of in the best light sometimes.
So people were hesitant to be near him incase their thoughts on his sexuality were heard. Even worse to lose ones mate, it drives people crazy. Like Joan.
"Your not crazy right?" I asked and he laughed fully laying in the grass.
"I don't know. What kind of question is that? Maybe I am just a little bit. That is why I am here at this tower. Since it is for healing mental illness, or injuries. Which of those two I fall in to I have no idea." He said softly watching the clouds. I petted his hair. I looked up suddenly though towards the woods. I could have sworn that I saw something in those woods.
"Do you know if anything lives in those woods?" I asked and he looked at me.
"Maybe its an alpha looking for his mate. One who has crossed the sea to find her and is just waiting to take her away and give her the best sex of her life." He said laughing at my blushing cheeks I shoved him so he rolled a bit away.
"Shut up. I have one more question. Last night, I had a dream you were crying." I said softly he sighed again.
"Yeah, sorry about that. Its called projecting, I can make others think what I think. When I get upset I tend to project. I'm no master at the extra bits of my powers. By that I mean when your mate dies the living one gains their powers, even if they are not blessed. My mate could project emotions and thoughts on others. When he died I got that power. Joan's mate was an alpha so she gained his ability to lead." He sat up as he talked. I nodded along that made sense. I was watching him so I didn't see the wolf slowly crawl out of the woods. Its green eyes focused on me.