"Bronx?" | say shyly. | hope he is sleepy enough that he will just say yes to my request.

 

"Yeah, Baby?" he responds sleepily. His voice is almost a whisper.

 

"| want to do something for you, but | need your permission and I'm afraid you'll say no," | try to sound casual and calm.

 

The light of the moon shining through the window is the only light allowing me to see his reaction. He opens his eye and looks atme with concern but his voice sounds suspicious of my motives, "Why would | ever tell you no? But more importantly, why would you need permission?"

 

"I-| want to heal you," | sit up, facing him, "I don't want you to end up with scars like mine. | know in Blood River having scars is a badge of honor, but this is different.”

 

"You're right. I'm going to say no," he rolls gingerly on his back away from me and stares at the ceiling, "It isn't your burden to bear. | don't want you to waste your precious strength on something like that. You're healing, yourself. You don't need to heal me too."

 

Ugh, why does my mate have to be so stubborn.

 

"Bronx, please. | have enough strength for this. | mean I'll probably be tired tomorrow, but | will be fine, | promise,” | pout.

 

"Kas, you almost died bringing me back from the brink of death. | can't lose you because you are worried about my vanity. | can't."

 

just flesh

 

starts pacing, looking at me angrily. There is also a touch of confusion mixed in. He stops and rubs his face with his hands before he

 

crap. He's frustrated

 

to stop until | say yes,

 

| shrug, trying

 

this and anything

 

will just make me extra

 

will appease you, fine. You can try to heal me. What do you want me to do?" A sense of relief spreads over me, "Thank you, Bronx. Thank you so much." | sit up on my knees and pull him down to

 

me, don't think about anyone else, just imagine what you look and feel like when

 

looks at me like I'm crazy. "Just close your eyes and focus, please.” : He closes his eye and takes

 

sigh deeply. | know this is a bad idea

 

like when you move when you exercise. The way your

that. Think down to the individual strands

 

| feel my body relax, like I'm hypnotized. Her voice melts into me, becoming part of me. It's so

 

the universe. | can feel my body, but it doesn't necessarily matter at that moment. | am more than just my body. | am part of my surroundings

 

building in my chest radiating to my back. It doesn't hurt. It's comforting and | don't want it to stop. | feel any tension that | didn't even know that | had been holding on to release from my body. | feel

 

out and cooling down. | open my

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