Chapter 70
Was I truly that damaged that my lungs couldn’t cope with any mention of the king? I shouldn’t be crumpling from the inside out so easily at just the mere thought of what King Josh could do to me. I shouldn’t be this terrified of a tyrant, hell bent on destroying the world as we knew it.
“Dylan!?” The beta was once again quick to come to my aid, his hands either side of my head, one on each cheek as he forced me to look his way. “He’s not here, you’re safe, you’re safe.” I shook my head again and continued to fight my body for breath.
*I’m… I’m… not… safe.” I was getting dizzy, my head becoming so oxygen deprived that my eyes were beginning to droop.
“You’re safe with me, I will never hurt you. Dylan, you need to breathe!” I strangely knew he’d never hurt me, and I did for some reason feel safe with him. He was a Lycan, and a royal at that, I shouldn’t feel anything but distain for him, but I can’t help it when my heart slightly jumps in my chest at the sight of him, or how a small smile creeps on my face whenever I know that he is close by. He was my only comfort, my only warmth in an otherwise cold and listless place. He was my reassurance, he was my strength, and he had no idea just how highly I held him.
The area of library suddenly stopped shrinking in my mind as I took, 1, 2, 3 shaky breaths in and out. The fog that was starting to cloud me seemed to vanish at the sight of Lewis’s worried gaze.
“I’m ok.” The words came out so quiet and unsure that I knew if he wasn’t a wolf he never would have heard it.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t you ever apologize, do you need the doctor? I can go and…” I shook my head and took hold of his wrists, gently peeling his large hands from my cheeks, and intertwining my own fingers with his.
“Just, give me a second.” I gave his hand a small squeeze before attempting to pull away, only for him to stop me. I frowned, still trying to regulate my breathing slightly as I looked up at him.
His wide eyes were fixed on our conjoined hands, he was completely unmoving as he stared. Had I done something wrong? Shit, was he going to punish me?
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have grabbed…” he stopped my terrified rambling by taking the smallest of steps forward towards my cowering body. His eyes gravitated from our hands to my eye and frowned deeply at me before swallowing thickly.
“Do you feel that?” He whispered, still frowning at my form. His words caused confusion to then cloud me, feel what exactly? I could obviously feel his grip on me, but I wasn’t entirely sure if that’s what he meant.
He cleared his throat slightly, and shook his head before finally releasing my hand from his tight grasp. He took a large step back and then shook his head once again.
“Lewis?” He looked at me like I was the plague. Like he detested the very sight of mw, all of a sudden. Was it because I touched him? It was always him to initiate physical contact, I’d never grabbed him first, this would have been the first time. “I’m sorry, I…”
“You’ve done nothing wrong
He smiled but remained at a distance from me. “Are you ok now?” He was obviously asking about my panic attack, I wasn’t ok, even more so now that I had maybe angered the beta, my
1/2
only friend in this place.
“I’m ok, are you?” I was skeptical, he did not seem alright. I had crossed a line with him, and I knew I would not be making that mistake twice. I forgot that he was still a wolf, and wolves are temperamental at the best of times, even one as kind and caring as the royal beta.
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