PANIC

He had just been scared of nothing.

He had acted like she was going to die when she had only fainted. All her body needed was a little great and she would be okay. As he sat on the side of her bed he kept hoping that she would just wake up.

Sooner or later she was bound to find out the truth and he has just made work easier for them.

He had done something that he was not supposed to do and the poor girl had had a freight. They did not know who she wanted to see and who she did not and he just decided he should be the one to wait for her to wake up since he was her mate.

She stirred in her bed causing some sounds and he was at her side in seconds. If someone could see the way he was worried about her he would say that they had been married for decades. He did not even know what the girl's name was. He was somehow wrapped around her finger and answered at every beck and call.

She looked so tiny as she was laying in that bed and he wondered what might have gone through her mind when he had told her that they were mated.

At first, she had thought that it was an arranged marriage. He thought that arranged marriages were better maybe because someone would back out but there was no backing out in the there was either this or death.

He looked at her and wondered what it was he liked about her. He had o get to know her considering that they were getting mated either way. Her tiny hands were soft like she had never done anything strenuous in her life.

The freckles on her face made her look more unique. They made her look like she was a painting. Her auburn air shined in sunlight which made her eyes pop out.

Those eyes. The first day that he had looked into those beautiful eyes he had been lost in them. Like they were pulling him in. A beautiful blue like the sea.

Even as she laid down someone could still see her figure. The way her hips swayed effortlessly when she walked. She was a work of art and he could not stop staring at her.

The thought of another man touching her infuriated him. He had tried to think about all the beautiful mods that he had hoped up with but she was still the one who lingered in his brain. She was the first thing that he had thought of when he some up in the morning.

He had come to her room early in the morning before she doesn't up to see if she had slept okay. Someone would call him a creep but he did not think of it like that.

He had wondered how someone could look half as beautiful as she was when she was sleeping. Her soft snores were like music to his ears and he fought the urge to stay there and watch her until she some up.

Warming up next to her in the morning would be something that he would look up to every day. She did not feel the same way though as he let out a shrill scream the moment she opened her eyes and was met with his face.

His reflexes had never been that high before as he covered her mouth with his hand. He had thought he had done the trick but he winced and pulled away the moment she bite his hand.

She was quite feisty must the way he liked. She looked at him shocked the moment he smirked and wondered what was going on in his sick mind.

"What's funny?", she asked looking annoyed.

" Nothing I don't think I was laughing, was I?", he asked as he took a seat next to her bed.

"How long have I been out?", she asked him.

" Two hours ", he said even without looking at his watch.

" Your dad wanted to talk to you, should I go call him?", he asked her. He completely understood if she did not want to see him. He did not want her to have another panic attack he had been worried enough for a day.

"No, I don't want to see him or anyone", she said as she cuddled the stuffed animal that was on her bed.

" How did this get here it was not here yesterday, wait am I'm your room?", she asked looking around but it loomed exactly like the room she had slept in.

"No, you're in the guest room I don't think you would have liked the idea of waking up in my bed. That stuffed animal used to be my sister's. She always slept with it when there were storms and said it made her sleep better so I figured it could be of some help", he said.

She wanted to tell him that he would make a good husband and father but that seemed to be a sore subject even for her.

" Thank you that's very thoughtful of you", she said.

"It's nothing am glad I could help", he said as he leaned back in his chair.

" Is it I'm at k stay here with you or should I just go?", he asked her. He did not want to make her feel uncomfortable about his presence so if she wanted Congo to go that was what she would do. Anything for his princess.

"It's fine you can stay, can you hold me though?", she asked him.

She looked so lost and broken. He would give anything to see her smile again but there was nothing he would so the least he could do was just give her whatever she asked for.

All she wanted in that Mk.ent was go feel the skin of someone against her own. She needed someone to hold her as she cried in his arms.

He took off his shoes and climbed under the covers. Her body was cold it did not even make sense that she was under the covers for two hours.

" Is it okay if I wrap my hands around your waist you're pretty cold and your body needs to warm up?", he said chuckling lightly.

"Yeah ", she said as she scooted back and her back was against his front. His hands around her petite body and she could swear that I'm there temperatures were the opposite of one another. It felt warm and cozy and in no time he could hear her soft snores.