Barely Breathing

Droplets of water gloriously cascading and massaging my back in a soft prickling way. The coolness seeping through my skin as my mind drifting elsewhere.

Lifeless eyes of a blond wolf staring nowhere, still haunt me every time I close my eyes. Jasper is dead. I should not dwell on it. No one's after me anymore. I am finally free. Yet something in my gut tells me it was just the beginning.

What Xyrus might not be telling me? Would it change my life again? Am I so engrossed with my own nightmare that I never cared to see he has his own demons?

The solution for my nightmare apparently from what I understand was the beginning of his own. I closed my eyes, promising myself to get answers tomorrow. It can wait.

A soft knock echoed from my bedroom door. I quickly turned off the shower and put on a robe and wrapped my hair in a short towel.

I stared at the wooden door debating whether to open it or not. Xyrus was outside my door. He knocked again this time louder. "Princess... I know you're there..." He called out.

These new profound feelings I have for him would do me no good. I don't deserve his affection, he's too good for me. Too good to be real. Who knows when he will start to disappear in my life like those who are dear to me.

I can't bear the agony of losing someone again. It's too painful.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm counting to three. ONE."

I rolled my eyes glaring at the door, of course, he would force his way in.

"TWO." He said amused yet tiredness laced on his tone. "Both of us knew we could do this the easy way."

I took a deep breath, still debating whether to open it and let him in. I don't trust myself with him around.

"Fine. I'm knocking this down." Xyrus announced to which I quickly opened the door and glared at him. Half of my body was hidden behind the door.

about to close the door when he flattened his hand on the door,

shoulder like he had rushed to go here even before his hair fully dried. His eyes were

wearing a black v-neck shirt and same colored fitted short

smile brightened his face, taking my

"Sleep."

He was holding a pillow on his other

smile stretched widely while shaking his head. "You amuse me sometimes. I'm going to sleep, we are. So open the door wider." He spoke casually

him right? I hold the knob tighter, my eyebrows creased at his self invitation to sleep

to sleep in there whether you approve it or not."

I challenged. "You can't just order me

intently at me a moment, shifting from one eye to the other until his gaze fell on my slightly parted lips. Something crossed his eyes like he was assessing me

which my eyes almost bugged out. Heart pounding wildly in my

Cheeks flushing, as heat kept crawling on my insides

widened as his eyes sparked that of mischief lacing

from a trance. I blinked my eyes few more times, can't

to say but no words left my mouth as I watched

my toe and back up to my lips, again and again. His smile faded replaced by the side of his jaw tensed and his eyes scare me of how intense they were, like fire blazing with passion. A gulp formed on his throat

a deeper voice than usual. "I suggest put some clothes on before I can't help myself and do things you aren't ready for." He paused gulping once more felt like he

time to gulped and moved backward, averting my eyes elsewhere. Ignoring the traitorous blush that

facing me. Wrinkle stretches on the white cloth wrapped in the pillow of how tight he was gripping

you doing? "