Chapter 26

Lovette's POV

I was confused. Confused about what the fuck was going on. Micah sat at the foot of the bed holding my hand so tightly in his that it was almost painful. I hissed and jerked my hand until he noticed and his hold became gentle.

"I'm so sorry Lovette" he spoke softly, bringing the back of my hand to his lips and placing a soft kiss on the inside of my palm.

"Micah, what's going on?" I inquired of him, still confused about what was happening.

I knew what happened on our way to the Dragons- My throat was slashed open by the bear and I should be dead.

I slowly brought my left palm up to my throat and there it was-, the evidence of what I thought happened did happen.

I turned my head to look at Micah and with tear filled eyes and shaky lips I whispered to him, "I should be dead"

"I wouldn't let that happen" The king firmly stated with a hard tone. I shaked my head and withdraw my hand from Micah.

"No Micah," I laughed with tear filled eyes. "I wanted to die" I told him as I