My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 295

“Xan, are you womed about me?”

Orion cradled her delicate face, his intense eyes filled with a mixture of both heartache and joy, creating an indescribable emotion that filled his heart to the brim.

His Xan, who would always rush into the flames without hesitation for him, was forever his angel.

“You scared me to death! You really did!”

She had been so terified that she couldn’t even show it. Now, seeing him safe and sound in front of her, holding her tightly, feeling hist breath and body warmth so real, she was overwhelmed by fear and relief.

Her tears fell in large drops from her amber eyes, beautiful yet shattered.

“Xan, I’m sorry, so sorry.”

Onion bowed his head, kissing her forehead, her tears incessantly, his heart nearly breaking with each of her sobs.

He shouldn’t have scared her like this, but if he hadn’t, how would he have known how much she cared for him?

Xanthea sobbed, her small fists pounding on his chest in reproach, “I thought you

I was dead?”

up, don’t

deeply into hers, “Xan, I’d only die

mind–how he had killed Matthew and Miranda and then taken his

life, we both

“Alright”

hand and brushing a kiss across her fingertips. “Xan, you

shyly, meeting his sincere and expectant gaze, her face flushed.

That he kept asking, so eager

“Xan? Xan!”

you? Where are you?”

to answer when a frantic calling came from beyond the

Matthew?

he

crossed Xanthea’s face; she doubted her