Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83: 83-Will I?

Clementine:

"Hey, it’s okay. Calm down."

He ran his hand through my hair and gently undid my bun, letting it fall around my shoulders.

"You shouldn’t tie your hair up while sleeping, especially with something that tight. It’ll hurt your head," he added, his voice filled with genuine concern.

My fingers twitched, as if part of me wanted to respond, to place my hands on his chest, maybe. But the other part, the one that had been betrayed too often, reminded me not to trust so easily. So I didn’t move. And eventually, he pulled away.

"Are you okay?" he asked again. "Mind telling me what it was?" he asked, and I blinked a few times before raising my head, "The nightmare?" He paused to examine my face.

"What was it about?" he questioned. He was still in his shirt and shorts, sitting in front of me, and I could tell he probably hadn’t even blinked a sleep. That’s when I checked the time and realized I had barely been asleep for five minutes.

"Nothing in particular," I replied. "Just North and the monsters," I lied. But that was the best way I could explain the feeling.

"Anyways, if you want, I can cuddle with you." The minute he said that, I started laughing.

"Um, no, thank you. I’m not that traumatized by the nightmares," I said, though deep down, I wasn’t sure pushing him away was the right choice. A mate’s embrace was supposed to be the most comforting thing. Maybe it would help. But did I truly believe that? No.

"I’ll be fine," I added.

He nodded and returned to the mattress. I didn’t lie back down right away, just turned on my side to watch him. His arm was folded over his eyes, and soon, he was asleep.

Eventually, I drifted off too, but the night was rough. I had nightmare after nightmare. I’d wake up panting, gasping for air, and most of the time, it was Haiden who woke me. For that, I was oddly grateful. I was used to handling the fear alone, but this time, he was there, bringing me water, calming me down. And then he did something so unlike him.

"What are you doing?" I asked him as he looked through my closet for some oil. Once he got it, he sat down on the bed next to my feet. I pulled my feet back immediately.

"Come on, I’m not going to do anything weird. It’s just a foot massage," he said, giving me a look that warned me not to take his gesture the wrong way.

"No, that is odd," I said, even attempting to kick him, but he grabbed my left foot and forcefully placed it on his thigh.

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