Jabjong Realm

River whined under his breath as he became more uncomfortable, the nightmare he found himself lost in was so overwhelming that he felt like it was slowly drowning him. After a few uncomfortable twists and turns, he fluttered his eyes open.

"Dami," River called out to his mate, shaking uncontrollably as feeble tears fell from his eyes.

"Hey, I'm right here," Damien tried to comfort his mate.

"O-Omma." River cried louder.

"She is going to be fine." Damien comforted.

"She cannot be there alone." River lowly sobbed as he pressed himself closer to his mate.

"I've talked to Lucifer and he said you could go when the sun rises." Damien revealed trying to ease his mate's awry emotions.

"Really?" River feebly asked, not raising his head from the crook of his mate's neck as he continually whimpered into his mate's scent gland.

"Yes," Damien softly said as he buried his nose into his mate's silver fluff and deeply inhaled.