Chapter 221
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Finally, we reached his dorm door. I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the handle. Zayn’s gaze softened, reassuring me
without a single word.
“You’ll be safe here,” he said quietly. “At least for now. And you wont have to deal with this alone.”
I exhaled, a shaky breath escaping me. “I… I don’t know what I’m supposed to do,” I admitted.
“Then don’t do anything yet,” he replied. “Just let yourself feel. Let yourself breathe. Let me help you.”
Inside his room, the lights were dimmed low, casting long shadows across the walls. He gestured for me to sit, and I sank into the edge of his bed, hugging my knees to my chest. My wolf pulsed beneath the surface, restless but slightly soothed by his calm
presence.
Zayn sat beside me, close enough to feel the heat radiating from my body, but careful not to crowd me. “Do you want to talk about
it?” he asked, his voice gentle, almost coaxing.
I shook my head. “No… not yet. I can’t even… I can’t think straight.”
He nodded, understanding, and reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. “Then just let me be here,” he said. “You don’t have to do anything. You don’t have to explain anything. You don’t have to be strong for anyone but yourself.”
I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat making it difficult to speak. “Zayn… I…”
“You don’t have to finish,” he said softly. “Just breathe. That’s enough.”
I leaned back slightly, letting the weight of the evening, the whispers I’d heard, and the ever–present tension of the dance wash over me. For the first time since I’d stepped away from the ballroom, I felt a sliver of safety. It wasn’t relief yet, not entirely, but it was something–a fragile thread of calm in the storm.
Minutes passed, unmeasured and silent, punctuated only by the faint hum of the heater. I watched him, the way his eyes softened whenever they met mine, the quiet patience in every movement. He didn’t demand anything. He didn’t push. He simply existed as a shield around me, and my wolf stirred again, curious and attentive, sensing that unspoken protection.
Eventually, my voice came, low and hesitant. “I think… I think my mother’s name coming up–it wasn’t… it wasn’t a coincidence,
was it?”
Zayn’s jaw tightened slightly, and he looked away for a moment before meeting my gaze again. “I don’t know,” he admitted quietly.
“But whatever it is, we’ll figure it out. Together.”
“Together,” I repeated, the word tasting foreign on my tongue, yet comforting at the same time. My wolf shifted, restless and aware, reacting to the bond, the closeness, the protection I felt from him.
I leaned back against the pillows, letting myself relax just a fraction. For now, the danger was out there, the questions were unanswered, and the echoes of my mother’s name still haunted my thoughts. But with Zayn beside me, even if only in silence, it
felt… manageable.
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He watched me, silent, patient, and I realized something terrifying and exhilarating at the same time: I couldn’t imagine facing any
of this without him.
The rest of the night passed in quiet, an uneasy calm filling the room. The distant laughter and music from the dance continued, a reminder of the world outside. But here, in his room, with him beside me, I felt the first flicker of control returning to the chaos in my mind. My wolf stirred beneath the surface, curious and alert, but for the first time, I felt a strange sense of reassurance that
maybe… just maybe… I wasn’t alone in this anymore.
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