The Tormented Soul

Aleera's POV

I am half asleep and could feel the warmth around my body. I could also feel some weird

heaviness that I never felt before. This was a really nice night I was able to sleep the whole night. I kept my eyes closed. I didn't want to wake up, this was so nice and I was so comfortable when I felt something breath on my neck.

I opened my eyes and I looked down at my waist and I could see an arm. I thought to myself, ‘what the hell is that doing there and whose arms is it?’ I could then smell the aroma of strawberries and chocolate. I moved my head just a little bit so I could look behind me and I saw Darius. Why was he here and why is he holding me? I took a hold of the duvet close to my chest so that I could move away from him. As I moved away I must have woken him up because when I looked back he was awake. He looked at me and he probably saw the fear that crossed my face.

He put his arms up in surrender and I took a breath.

"Alea, you don't need to be scared I know this probably looks weird to you but I promise I did not do anything to you."

"What are you doing in here?" I asked him with a scared voice.

"You had a nightmare last night and was screaming so bad that you woke up the whole packhouse. People thought that we were under attack. You asked me to stay here with you."

He took a breath and then continued.

from you, you would make weird sounds like your mind and your dreams were being haunted so that's why

last night but I couldn’t remember it at all.

because I did not hear

don't

I don't." I answer back

He was moving his thumb up and down sending electric sparks throughout my body.

were screaming. ‘They are here. Get them off me.’ Who

it." I told him and turned away from him so he

I scream that out loud? I have never screamed anything out loud before when I had nightmares, not that I know about. So why would I start doing it now? He said that I made sounds and it sounded to him that my dreams and my mind were being haunted. The reasonable

to my chest and my arms around my legs. I leaned my face to my knees that was under the duvet and I could

him say my name a couple of

for you. We just hope that you will gain trust in us and tell us what happened to

don't know where the need to tell him something came from but suddenly I had the courage to say something about how

my body. I don't trust anyone, especially men. After all these years I have been treated badly and it feels like I am dead inside. I am afraid that I will

breath