Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265: 265. Fever Dream III

Maisie

I gasped, pain ripped through my chest.

Quinlan’s smile vanished.

The room flickered, like the surface of a mirage. Everything blurred at the edges. The sunlight darkened, and everything felt cold, so cold.

My fingers were encased in ice, and for one insane moment, Quinlan and Jericho weren’t with me. They were outside some kind of cocoon made of ice, slamming into it again and again, while every dent they made just got mended with more ice crystals.

"May?"

I blinked and Quinlan was holding my face.

I stared at him. Everything was back to normal. The cold was gone and I could feel the soft, comforting touch of the sun rays streaming through the windows.

Something was wrong.

The thought barely settled before Soren came striding in through the large double doors.

There was a baby carrier strapped across his broad chest. A dark-haired little girl slept against him, her tiny cheek pressed to his heart, one chubby fist curled into the fabric of his official jacket.

Soren had one large hand spread protectively across her back as though the movement might wake her. And in the other, he held a blonde, wailing boy upside down by one ankle.

"Is there a reason you’re carrying my son like a dead chicken?" Quinlan mused.

"He bit Councilman Brooke."

"Then the old fart must have done something," Quinn was saying as it all faded around me, as I watched like I was experiencing it all from a different body.

Soren and Quinlan got into an argument about morals. Soren didn’t want us teaching our children that violence was always the answer. Quinlan thought Soren was fucking boring. Mercer was on Quinlan’s side. He’d never liked Councilman Brooke anyway. Jericho sighed with exasperation.

A sob escaped me.

Silence fell in the room as every eye turned to me, and then they were all around me again, their faces etched with worry as they tried to figure out what was wrong with me.

"I don’t know," I choked out.

Another sob escaped me, and I covered my face, laughing helplessly through my tears. "I don’t know why I’m crying. I’m just--You all make me so damned happy."

I turned red. I hadn’t yet learned to be completely vocal about my emotions. I still felt like a shy virgin around them, and it explained their shocked expressions.

"H-hormones, I think. I-I’ll just hit the shower," I stammered and took off for the bathroom without looking back.

The door shut behind me and it didn’t matter how many times I wiped my tears, they wouldn’t stop falling. My chest was hurting so bad, and I didn’t know why. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

There was a knock on the door, and Quinlan’s voice flitted in. "Can I come in, cherie?"

I sniffled. "You’ll get your fancy suit wet."

He came in anyway and I yelped when I was picked up and carried straight to the shower. I was set on my feet inside the shower and I gasped as the water hit my skin.

"What are you doing?" I said, voice breathy as I got distracted by his naked, glistening torso.

"Showering with you?" he deadpanned. "It usually helps with the hormones."

He wasn’t lying. The tears had stopped running and now my mouth was dry with thirst. It was the constant need to be close to my baby’s father taking over my senses.

But I shook my head. "Absolutely not. I haven’t recovered from the last time you did that. As you can see," I pointed at my stomach.

Beyond them stood my people. My people.

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