Naeris's POV He flinched at my words, and the expression on his face made my chest tighten, but I ignored it. I focused on the rice, scooping a spoonful and gently bringing it to his lips. He ate silently, his eyes never leaving mine. It made my chest tighten, but I refused to let him see how much he affected me.“Naeris,” he called softly.I ignored him, reaching for a napkin to wipe his lips clean. “You should eat quickly. You have to take another vial of sage for your muscles.”He swallowed, his throat bobbing slightly. “Can’t you just look at me for once?”My hands froze mid-air, and I felt my heart pound against my ribs. Slowly, I lowered the napkin and met his gaze. His golden eyes bore into mine, filled with an emotion I found hard to understand.“What do you want from me, Nyxion?” I whispered. “Do you want me to pretend nothing ever happened? That you didn’t treat me like I was some piece of trash? That you didn’t blame me for things I had no part in?”He clenched his jaw, hi
Nyxion's POV Naeris shifted uncomfortably, avoiding my eyes. The room fell silent after Draven's words, and we were all waiting for what she would say. Low key, I was waiting for what she'd say too. Our last encounter wasn't exactly on good terms, and I thought this was a chance to make things right. Regardless of the way I felt about where she came from. Naeris exhaled and nodded. "Yeah, I'll do it," She said softly. She was so soft spoken that sometimes it hurt to hear her speak. A part of me felt happy that she agreed, but another felt conflicted. How would I survive 3 days to a week of being around her all the time without losing my mind?******"It was insane. You needed to see how fast we ran. I don't think I've ever been that scared for you," Aeron said, chuckling softly in the room. It was noon now, and I was with him and Varek, discussing....well, what brothers discuss. "That's very unlikely. Remember when she died? I thought he was going to kill himself," Varek chimed
Nyxion's POV I felt pain. Warmth.A strange comforting yet dreadful sensation wrapping around my chest. I couldn't see or hear or understand anything, but the desperate prance of my wolf in my head was enough to tell me everything. Something was terribly wrong. Occasionally, I would see the forests, green luscious plants and the beautiful sunset setting in the distance. Then I would see the palace, and the elders seated together in the same circular table they always did during meetings. Sometimes it would switch to my brothers, Aerila, or Avery. One time I even saw Sirella. I pushed all of these images behind, clawing desperately for the one that brought the warmth that was blocking out the pain. Naeris. Her scent wrapped around my lungs as I inhaled softly, even as I battled to reach her. I didn't understand what was happening to me. It was like I was stuck in an endless abyss of darkness while my body rotted away doing nothing. But she was there. I knew she was. I had felt
Naeris's POV I look back at him and narrowed my eyes. "What do you mean?"He lifted his head up from my neck, and spun me around so I faced him. His hands rose to my temple, where he brushed a stray hair from my face. He wrapped his free hand around my waist, and my breath hitched. "Do you see her looking at him like this?" He murmured, his voice a low rumble. My heart was stuttering like a broken jukebox. "Like what?"He leaned in closer, his eyes glowing very softly. "Like he means the whole world to her," he said quietly. In that moment, all I could see was him. My brain had gone silent, only replaces by the familiar feeling of comfort I felt only when he was around. I swallowed, but shook my head regardless. "I think she's too hot headed for that," I said, raising an eyebrow. Aeron smiled, then it broke into a chuckle. I smiled softly too, then giggled. "Yeah, that's right. But it's beyond that. I've never liked her, even after she stayed so long with Nyxion. It felt like she
Naeris's POV Draven bit his lower lip, shrinking back into the forgotten corner where he came from. "What we need to be focusing on now, is how to revive him," Varek said. "I...I think I actually have seen this before," I said softly, my eyes tracing the patterns over and over. I knew I'd seen this before, so my subconscious kept trying to figure it out even as we were talking in the room. Avery's eyes snapped to me, her expression breaking again. She walked closer, the silent plea in her eyes making my knees tremble. "You do? Where? How do we solve it?" She asked softly. I bit my inner lip, trying to remember the name. It was on the top of my tongue, but I just couldn't bring it to memory. "I...I can't remember. I'm trying to think," I muttered. "Then let's let her think," Aeron said firmly, placing his hands on my shoulders. I leaned into his touch, rubbing my arms with my hands. I noticed Varek's eyes lingering on the both of us, before he tore them away and focused on Nyxion
Naeris's POV I felt my heart lurch forward. "What do you mean by they can't wake him? Would Nyxion just drop like that?" I whispered, my pulse picking up speed. Aeron had a horrified expression on his face, before it morphed into a hardened mask. He grabbed me by the arm. "Let's go."This time, I didn't argue with the horse. I just got on, and as if he could sense the urgency of the situation, he galloped quickly alongside the other horses. All through, one thought roamed in my head. What was wrong with Nyxion?"This has never happened before," Aeron muttered under his breath, staring at the dark cloud of dust that was coming from the horse's hooves. I placed my arm on his shoulder, trying in the way I could to comfort him. "We'll figure it out."When we got to the pack house, there was an ominous feeling surrounding the building. Servants were lined up outside, their heads bowed in what I thought was solemnity. I didn't like how my wolf felt. Avery was at the door, her eyes red