When Misfits Collide

Chapter Six

Ajax

I wake up at 5:30am and shift back into my human form. I quickly got dressed with the clothes Quinn delivered me last night. A pair of black sweats and a bulky grey t-shirt. I listen for footsteps but it seems as though I am the first one awake. I make my way upstairs and go to walk to the kitchen but I remember this isn't my house and I can't do whatever I want to. With a sigh I go down the hallway and walk up to Morrigan's door. I knock softly so as to not disrupt more people than necessary. I hear her groan and the rustle of the sheets tells me she is getting up. Then I hear her soft footsteps and the door finally creeks open. "Oh, good morning. Sleep well?" Her voice is thick with sleep and it makes a long forgotten part of me stir. Fuck that. One of the guys, likely Enzo, must have told her about what happened to me because she has kept a good space between us. And I'm not sure how I feel about that. I can't deny that there is something about Morrigan that makes me want to lower my guard. "Yeah." I reply plainly, forgetting why I was standing here. "So, do you need anything or do you just like waking people up at the asscrack of dawn?" Her words are bossy but she has a teasing lilt to her voice. "Oh yeah, since this isn't my place I wasn't sure if you minded if I like, make coffee and breakfast and stuff so just wanted to check.." I let my voice travel off because talking to her is making my wolf nervous but not in a bad way and that is making me nervous. "Uh yeah sure go ahead, I'm sure you can figure your way around the kitchen." She gives me a soft smile and I take that as my que to leave.

Now Quinn is the chef of us all but I know the basics so I get the ingredients out to make french toast, since who doesn't like french toast? "Alexa? Play Crushed Velvet by Yves Tumor." The song starts playing and I start mixing the ingredients together. I see the bread Morrigan-and Quinn-made last night and start slicing it into thick slices.

Just as I start cooking the french toast I hear a door creak open followed by two sets of footsteps. They are too light to be Colt so this must be Aiden and Enzo. I look over my shoulder and see Aiden walking funny. I wag my brows at them teasingly. Aiden shrugs as his cheeks pinken and Enzo just smirks. "I get you were jealous of Morrigan and all but did you have to fuck him that hard?" Enzo chokes on air and glares at me, "I am not jealous-" I laugh, "Whatever you say.." Aiden just rolls his eyes, used to us talking telepathically by now.

By the time the next door creaks open I have already made 12 pieces of french toast and two pots of coffee. Only one set of light footsteps-Morrigan. My heart rate increases and my wolf paces. I continue cooking, ignoring-trying to at least-her. "Oooh, thought I smelled something yummy!" She proceeds to push Enzo's hand away from the last two uneaten pieces. "Back I said!" She points a fork at him as if dueling. I let out a chuckle and she freezes. Then proceeds to do a victory fist pump, for what? I am not sure. She walks to the bar and starts digging under the counter. "A bit early for a drink isn't it?" I drawl, of course she's an alcoholic. She then pulls out a machine. "It is, that's why I am pulling out my espresso machine." Her tone is laced with venom and whatever lingering happiness is no longer on her face. My wolf growls at me and I freeze. "Sorry," I mumble, returning to my work. My wolf stops growling as soon as the tension leaves the room. What was that? My wolf has only ever growled at me when he first emerged when I was 11.

Finally, almost two hours later Quinn and Colt exit their room. Quinn has a lopsided grin on his face and Colt looks exhausted. Knowing what Quinn likes he probably is. "Food's in the fridge." Aiden laughs as Colt practically jumps to the fridge. Enzo has been getting ready for an hour and Morrigan wasn't far behind. Both are still not out of their rooms and I am honestly starting to think we are going to a photoshoot. "We should put up the third row in the SUV." I remind Aiden and he nods.

Enzo

Thank god for Quinn. He brought a massive gym bag full of clothes for each of us and my overnight bag. With my AirPods in, blasting Blind by Korn I add one of the last steps to my outfit by standing in front of the bathroom mirror and putting on some concealer and eyeliner. I often got called slurs for using makeup but honestly I love how I feel in it. I finish the outfit with a simple thin silver chain necklace, a thicker silver bracelet and my silver rings. Unfortunately what my overnight bag does not have is my black nail polish. My nails are chipping and it's driving me crazy. My outfit consists of tightly fitted black cargo pants with a chunky belt and a tight, thin dark grey turtleneck shirt. The playlist moves to the next song, The Devil in I by Slipknot. I pull on my DocMartens and walk into the living room.