took him all in. He wore a form fitting blue tee and dark wash jeans. He had a few light bruises on his face still, but he looked good—really good.
“I’m used to bumps and bruises. It’s no big deal,” he assured.
“So, do you stay here, or at the other home?” Nora asked changing the topic.
“I stay here. My room is actually a few doors down.” Daniel pointed out into the corridor.
“Nice. I haven’t really been around the place yet. I came from the infirmary and straight up to my room. I’m not even sure what the outside of the house looks like since I was unconscious when I arrived. Maybe you could show me around?” Nora stammered her heart racing against her chest.
Daniel shifted back and forth on his feet a moment.
“You’re okay to walk around, right?” Daniel questioned his brow furrowing as he stared her up and down.
Nora sighed. She knew she looked a mess. There was a large cut across her brow and bruises and nicks on her face and shoulders. “If there is one thing I can’t stand it’s lying around and having everybody wait on me hand and foot. I can walk.”
Daniel stepped back and out into the hall. “This is the guest wing. It’s a little overflowed right now, but we are working on building another housing development and it will clear out soon.” Nora followed him out into the corridor. Daniel turned to his left and led them down the narrow aisle. “This is the upstairs living room,” Daniel stated as they stopped in a large room. There were several couches and a big screen TV. A group of young men sat huddled around a video game console with the occasional jeer being yelled every few seconds. “Come on,” he motioned for her to follow.
Nora gripped the wooden handrail as they descended the stairs. She’d seen this part of the house earlier as she’d been taken to her room. “This is the main floor. Gene’s office and the infirmary are down that way,” Daniel pointed. “And the kitchen is in there along with another set of bedrooms for the alpha’s family.”
“Dinner smells good,” Nora commented, savoring the smell of beef. She glanced around the quaint sitting room. Oriental carpets lined the floor, a grandfather clock sat in the corner and there were two plush blue couches against the wall.
“My mom loves to cook. I think it's Salisbury steak.”
“I haven’t had a home cooked meal...” Nora trailed off with a sigh. Her eyes misted over as she recalled the tender woman who had raised her. “My grandma used to do all the cooking. But I had to put her into a home a few years ago. She had Alzheimer’s. I used to go home every weekend just so I could have some real food and not the cafeteria stuff at Ole Miss. I tried to do as much as I could for her, but her situation kept deteriorating. It got to the point where she needed someone with her twenty-four-seven. I wish I could have taken care of her, but it just wasn’t feasible with me being in school. She passed away just a few weeks ago.”
“That must have been hard,” Daniel commented as he pushed the screen door open. “What about your parents? Did they help you out?”
Nora shook her head. “My mom and dad were always in and out of my life. Dad left me and my mom for good when I was seven, and my mom’s been in and out ever since. We haven’t spoken in eight years and fifty-six days.”
“That’s rather specific,” Daniel said, lifting his brow at her.
Nora licked her lips as she followed him onto the wooden porch. “Wow.” She looked around at the homestead. Trees and bushes lined the front of the property. The large gravel driveway seemed to stretch for miles. A large barn and pasture with horses were to her left and open field was to her right. “This is incredible.”
Nora walked ahead of Daniel, moving down the creaky steps and out into the hot autumn sun. “I’ve never ridden a horse before.” A smile slipped across her face as she watched the black mare graze in the