The Mating Run by Leeka

Chapter 68

Zeke’s POV

“Alina!”

In His Eyes: Dreams

The words come out in a choked scream, the syllables stretched and strained.

But there’s no response. Her empty gaze seems to pierce through the darkness, detached and unfazed by the struggle beneath her hands. My chest tightens with fear, as if sharp claws are digging into my ribs, demanding to be set free from the crushing grip that looms over me. Desperation and confusion mingled in my eyes as I wrestled against her tight grip.

“Alina, please!” Struggling to speak, I managed to rasp out my words, my plea echoing in the void that separated us. “Let me go!”

And then, as if jolted awake from a dream, her eyes widen with recognition. In an instant, the vacant look on her face is replaced by a surge of realization, as she comprehends the magnitude of what she is doing. The tightness around my throat loosens, allowing me to take a gasping breath and feel the immediate relief of fresh oxygen entering my lungs.

“Zeke?”

As she speaks, her voice wavers, conveying a sense of confusion and deep remorse. Clutching my throat, I could still feel the lingering sensation of her hands, like a ghostly touch.

“What… What happened, Alina?”

Horror and guilt immediately wash over her face, causing her to recoil. Her hands tremble uncontrollably as she gazes at them, her entire body filled with a sense of unease.

“I don’t… I don’t know. I just… I thought I was dreaming.”

As I sit up, the bed feels even colder than it did moments ago.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” she says, her voice a fragile apology in the quiet darkness. “I’m sorry.”

“Alina, it’s okay,” I murmur, my voice an attempt at reassurance. “It was… just a bad dream, right?”

As she looks at me, her eyes, clouded with remnants of the night’s confusion, well up with tears, revealing a blend of fear and sorrow on her face.

“I’m sorry, Zeke,” she whispers, her voice trembling, eyes never wavering from my neck. “I’m so sorry, sorry, so sorry…”

My hand reaches out, delicately cupping her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin.

fell.

“Hey, it’s okay. Don’t cry, come on.’

But her tears kept streaming down her face, leaving gentle pathways as they

I guide her to sit beside me on the bed, the cold reality of the night enveloping us in its presence. “Alina, you can’t blame yourself. We’re both trying to figure this out, and sometimes things get a little messy. It doesn’t change how I feel about

you.”

As I pull her into a comforting embrace, I can feel her body relax against mine, seeking solace in the

this, Alina.

hurt you, and I don’t want

revealing the fragile admission

what’ll happen, but we can face

meeting mine with a mix of gratitude and longing. “I don’t think I deserve someone as patient and understanding

thumb brushing away a stray tear from her cheek. “You’re worth every bit of patience and understanding.

instinctively reached out to touch my neck. The moment her fingers make contact with my skin, a grimace forms on my face. I can then feel a

“Zeke, you’re bleeding!”

her grip during the nightmare. Alina’s eyes

for the first aid kit, I notice the glistening tears streaking down her face, revealing the depth of her inner turmoil. With a gentle smile, I

calmed

in hand, I carefully unravel it, feeling the soft fabric and seeing

between the bandage and my face, as if searching for answers. “I’m sorry, Zeke. I don’t know why

I am relieved to feel

Don’t worry about

of gratitude and guilt reflecting in her eyes.

voice barely audible over the quiet hum of the

reach out, gently brushing her hair away from her face. “Besides, it’s just a

her fingertips gently caressing the fabric as if trying to unravel the secrets hidden within the plain white surface. “I could have really hurt you, Zeke. What if it happens again? What if I can’t

the distance. “We’ll find a way

enveloping us in a shared vulnerability. My words, spoken with a quiet determination, act as an anchor, keeping us grounded

of hesitation. “Maybe it’s better if I sleep outside. That way, I

shake my head, adamant about not allowing

alone.

If anything, I should

right now?” Her eyes meet mine, a mixture of surprise and frustration flickering within.

warmth in my grasp. “Alina, I can’t be angry at you. We’re navigating uncharted territory, and I won’t abandon you when you

no distance between us. Instead, I pull her

gently running through her hair. “We’ll

shaky breath, the weight of the night’s events still pressing on

room. “You won’t, Alina. We’ll find a way through

feel the need to lighten the atmosphere. “You know

a small scoff, a hesitant smile forming.

can be funny, even if you

being more of a bonfire than a

grows more genuine, erasing the lines of worry etched on her face. Her beautiful laugh fills the room, momentarily

eyes reflecting gratitude. “Thank

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