The Three-Month Rule

Chapter 12 - The Lone Wolf

'Colors' by Halsey played through the speakers in the room, sending heavy vibrations into the chests of all of the visitors as they drank alcohol and danced their evening away.

Allegra approached the table slowly, her feet light on the sticky floor as she crept up behind Tom, trying not to disturb their conversation.

"Ah, Allie! Welcome back!" Elsa smiled brightly, alerting her drunk husband and close friend that Allegra's presence had returned before Tom could say anything more. Tom stood, looking her up and down as a gentle smile grew on his lips, and squeezed her hand lightly.

"Are you ok?" he asked her, noticing her frown and wide eyes. Allegra nodded slowly, focusing on a spot on the floor as her brain tried to process everything she'd just heard.

"We should probably make a move," Chris slurred, trying to stand but falling to the side slightly. Elsa rescued him, her arm tangling itself in his and pulling him to an upright position before he was on the floor.

"Yes," Tom agreed with a keen smile. "I'll go and pay."

"Wait. Let me give you some money," Allegra said as she began to fumble through her clutch, searching for the money that had removed itself from her old purse.

"No. My treat," he told her before he kissed her cheek.

"Thank you," she blushed.

Tom and Chris stumbled towards the bar, Tom's arm latching itself onto Chris's broad shoulder to guide him safely to a stool.

Elsa glided to Allegra's side as they both watched their gentlemen try and pay the nice bartender.

"So how is everything?" Elsa asked Allegra politely.

"It's great," Allegra laughed. "It's so great. But..." a frown stole Allegra's smile, planting itself comfortably between her natural blonde brows.

"But what?"

"I don't feel like he tells me everything."

The lights in the room turned blue, washing everything the light touched with different shades and tones and making the room feel colder than it was.

"Like what?" Elsa asked, a frown apparent in her voice but not visible on her perfect face.

"Like..." Allegra began, trailing off as she bit her lip in thought. "I don't know."

Allegra laughed to herself. She was probably being pathetic. She feared what Elsa thought of her. This beautiful blonde angel standing before her, waiting for a good enough reason but receiving nothing but doubt.

A soft smile touched Elsa's face, making her eyes light up and her face glow.

"Tom is a lone wolf. In all the years I've known him, he's never really opened himself up to anyone. Give him time. Let the wolf come to you," she said.

Tom walked towards her, his hands buried in his pockets, a smirk carved into his delicate features, eyes blooming under the blue lights.

"Are you ready?" he asked Allegra.