Destiny
‘It's going to be okay.’
‘You're protected.’
‘Trust the element.’
I'm wide awake. My brain won't turn off, the voices in my head getting louder by the second—and I have the urge to punch something.
What is wrong with me? I'm in Tyler's strong and reassuring arms, but why can't I shake this feeling. A sensation I've only ever experience once—the day I lost my mother. That sensation where it seemed no matter how powerful I am, things won't work out. That feeling, I despise—that emotion of fear.
Gently getting out of Tyler's vice grip, throwing on his discarded shirt onto my naked body. I saunter towards the bedroom window, staring up at the beautiful night sky.
Peeking back at Tyler cuddling my pillow, I go closer to gaze at his face. His long lashes, straight nose, and his perfect lips that I can't get enough of seems so fairy tale. All in all, my alpha is a sexy, beautiful guy and I kiss him lightly.