Healing Slowly But Surely By R. Joseph novel Chapter 262

262 A book.

Kael.

My breathing became labored and hell, I knew that I should move but for some reason, I felt rooted in place. I could barely move, barely breathe, even though every living organ in me was screaming at me to move my ass.

The fear of what I may see in there kept me rooted in place until my wolf began to thrash around in my head, his anger slipping through the bond between us as he screamed;

‘Get your ass moving, you idiot!’

And maybe that was all the push I needed. Maybe it was the shove I never knew was necessary…

When Leilani’s cry tore through the night’s stiff air again, I found myself shouldering her door down and dashing through the absolutely messy house.

My limbs were doing all the thinking my brain couldn’t do at the moment and I found myself running through her house until I slammed into a closed door and froze…

Why?

was sprawled on the floor, literally gasping for air as she thrashed and lently I feared she would pass out- that’s if she hasn’t right now.

s a strange shade of purple and her lips were so ashen it could literally pass painting. She was convulsing too-looking exactly like the way she had in my dreams two days ago- and that in itself was enough to have me frozen in place.

“Leilani?! Lani?!” I screamed, but she wouldn’t respond. Goddess, I feared she couldn’t even hear me!

Panic slammed into my very being and I found myself rushing over to pick her up, and it wasn’t until she was in my arms, her face buried into my chest that I realized that I had just broken into her house. That I had just touched her against her will.

But who would think about that right now? Especially since she’s suddenly stopped thrashing violently.

She wasn’t even screaming out in pain anymore. She was just there, breathing heavily with her face buried into my body.

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“Lani, please open your eyes!” I cried out in horror especially since the images from my dreams wouldn’t stop playing across my mind like pictures on a loop.

“Please, I beg you! Don’t die!” I screamed again, shaking her slightly while I hoped that she would stir awake.

But she did not.

Oh heavens, what the hell happened here?

What the fuck should I do?

In my desperation, I forced myself to my feet and began to run out of the house, hoping that maybe a trip to the hospital was all I needed to wake her up.

I didn’t even realize how fast I had been running or the fact that tears were streaming down my face until I suddenly felt cold hands touch my cheeks.

I froze, halting so suddenly, I nearly crashed into a wall and then I looked down at her, my breath hitching in my chest when my eyes met her captivating purple ones which were fluttering open at the moment.

It was enthralling. Mesmerizing.

It made

my

heart forget how to beat. It made me forget how to breathe.s

A heavy sigh escaped my lips and my tears dropped onto her face. And in a voice I wasn’t exactly proud of, I whispered; “You’re awake?”

She opened her mouth, closed it and then opened it again before finally muttering; “Yes.”

Cone of those, instead, she

I had half-expected her to scream. To yell at me. To ask me why I was at her house at this ungodly hour. So it was a surprise when she did rasped;

“Thank you.”

I froze again. Then slowly, a smile crept up my face.

“You’re most welcome.”

And I meant it. I meant it with everything I held dear. And by the gods, I didn’t mind having to run around like a mad man once more if only it would mean that I would have to hear her say the words: ‘thank you,’ to me once again.

Leilani

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My life was a series of unfortunate events.

If I were to write a book about it, I would most probably name it: “The seven gates of hell, because come to think of it, there are times when I cannot help but think that the moon goddess jerks off to seeing me suffer.

Maybe she just likes to see how well I perform under stress, or maybe it was her ‘thing’ to always put me in harm’s way for some sick pleasure that she attains.

Because tell me why I was relived to see Kael Stormborn of all people in my house at… what the fuck is the time again?

I craned my neck backwards to look at the time, and when I realized that it was a few minutes past two in the morning, I froze.

My eyes widened slowly when I took in his face and the panic flooding his features. His breath came in short gasps and his hands shook as he pushed a cup

of water into my

hands.

hat could be

I should be embarrassed that he must’ve walked in on something described as the worst possible time of my life; But I wasn’t. If anything, I was grateful.

“Lani, please drink some water,” he said suddenly, snapping me out of my many many thoughts and right then, I lifted my eyes his eyes and nearly gasped at the

to meet array of emotions I found swirling around his orbs like a storm.

There was fear, there was worry and bloody goddess, there was desperation.

His hands shot out to grab mine when I

ried to

up and after rearranging the throw

pillows behind me in a way that should feel oble, he drawled; “I’m sorry I came

into your house without your permission. I just couldn’t stand back while I heard you screaming in pain from miles away.”

He seemed remorseful and that was a first. Or was it?

Who was counting?

“It’s okay. Moreover you helped and that in itself is enough. Thank you.”

An uncomfortable silence settled between us which was strange.

Why?

Because I knew Kael Stormborn and I knew that he was a curious man. Goddess, he could even be very nosey sometimes as the case may be, so I tried to think of lies I could come up with or anything that could explain why he’d met me in such a

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