Romans & histoires Take My Breath Away

Id awoken from an unpleasant dream and forced to face the real reality of the night terror that looms over me in the real world. “NINA” sang a chorus as I gripped at my chest, cloth entwining in my fingers as I drew the largest of breaths in order to fill my lungs, Choking and spluttering like a fish caught on land in the attempt to regulate my breathing. “Breathe Nina” I felt his touch against my hand before I even paid mind to his voice, so soft and gentle, so euphoric. I inhaled sharply before releasing the air from my lungs. Slow and steady breaths.

Those miserable seconds after I pulled away were much like breaking a vicious stream of waves and taking a breath of fresh oxygen. I didn’t want to breathe. No, I wanted to drown.

"…breаthtаking." I cаn't hеlр but fееl thе smаll smilе thаt tugs аt my liрs, though I fееl my chеeks flush. "Thаnks," I sаy sоftly but cleаrly. "Yоu don't look sо bаd yоurselves."

OH MY GOD. Okay, calm down Janette. I can do this. Glowing eyes don't mean anything, right? Billionaires get new toys every day, maybe this is just one of those toys, right? "Are you calm now?" I nod and remove my hands from my mouth. I can't seem to pull breath and I watch in awe as Mr. Ayden's eyes dim again. It's like a weight has been lifted from my chest and I can suddenly breathe, but apart from that, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.

INDEED BEAUTIFUL! Breathe in… Breathe out… Everything’s perfect like the fresh air I breathe! Breathe in… Breathe out… I love myself! I love everyone! I love everything around me! Breathe in… Breathe out… I’m kind, alert, enthusiastic and most of all! I am beautiful! Breathe in… Breathe out… I close my eyes. I praise and thank you Almighty Father for this wonderful day. Please guide me…

My breath catches in my throat as I realize I’ve arrived just in time for sunset. I park the car and step out, the cool evening air brushing against my skin. The sky is painted with the same vivid colors as the painting, and the sight is almost surreal. I walk towards the water, each step heavy with the weight of unspoken words and unshared experiences. The scene before me is exactly as Aria depicted it, down to the last detail.

How do I – how can I get out of this – But nothing. Nothing. I come up empty at every panicked turn. Oh…oh my god. Is this it? Is this seriously how I go? My wolf howls in my heart, faint, already feeling the effects of the lack of oxygen. Breathe, she begs, nudging me. Breathe, breathe! Please, breathe! But I hold fast to my air, what’s left of it, staring around me. The water is clear – clearer than I thought it would be, and shockingly peaceful beneath the waves that crash and foam above me –so far above me in…so incredibly short a time -

Caught in a timeless watery world where stress gives me a little respite. It’s only a couple of minutes of true freedom and solitude before I push myself up to take a much-needed breath, gasping dramatically because I pushed myself to the utter brink of not being able to breathe like I always did. Lungs burning with the effort. I swipe the water, diluted makeup and bubbles off my face with my hands, sliding it back over my head to smooth my drenched hair flat. Inhaling and gasping the oxygen I was depriving myself. Sitting up, pulling my knees up to steady myself and revelling in the after-effects of my self-levelling therapy technique. Feeling calmer and refreshed somehow.

There’s something regal about her, something that makes it impossible to look away. As she reaches the bottom step, I realize I’m holding my breath. My heart pounds with pride and something deeper—an awe that I can’t quite put into words. The rest of the pack members in the foyer exchange glances, equally captivated. Tonight feels different, more significant somehow. Amara glances up, meeting my eyes for a fleeting moment, and I know she feels it too.

I find myself in front of Amelia's doorstep trying as hard as I can to cool off my heavily throbbing nerves. This is not a suicide mission, Eve. Just take a very deep deep breath. You can do this. You can absolutely do this. Oh my God. Why the hell am I find it extremely hard to breathe ? I shut my eyes and take in a deep breath. It is not that hard Eve. All you just have to do is walk in, greet Amelia and then place all your attention on that stunning son of a gun.