Out Of Coma

Elina’s hands around Elizabeth refused to budge, until her lifemate, Ferro, had tapped her softly on the shoulder.

“Elina, it’s okay, now.” The male said, his eyes catching the teary ones of his lifemate, and his ears understanding the sniffs of Elina.

The latter was crying, and will need some time to herself right in the arms of Elizabeth, not wanting to be seen by the others.

Elizabeth and Elina. He had known that they had gotten closer over the past couple of days, that they had been talking fixatedly on something. He had told Damonq, and the latter had found it funny that the two women had been conspiring behind their back. That had been before the females had finally opened up to them about the girl that still appeared in Elina’s dreams.

He and his friend has been acquainted with the realness of Elina’s dreams, that they hadn’t been able to let it slide, and so they had brought it before the little council in the compound. Yet, he had known that there was more. He just didn’t