Beast (MC Fables #1)

Chapter 34

CHAPTER 34

B ELLE

I’m falling. The sensation of weightlessness is all around me and sucking me toward the ocean below. I’m trapped, and I know I’m going to die. I bang on the glass but it doesn’t break. My hands are too little…

My eyes flick open, and I sit up with a rush. Gasping, I suck in the early morning air until I feel my heartbeat ease and my senses come back to me.

Another nightmare. The one that’s been plaguing me since I got here.

I glance around me. It’s still dark outside, and it takes me a moment for my eyes to adjust in the darkness, and when they do, I see Beast’s massive silhouette in front of one of the arched windows. He’s staring out into the silvery morning. His shoulders are tense.

I rub my eyes. “Beast?”

He turns around, and I watch him walk toward the bed.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” he says.

“You didn’t. I was having a bad dream.” I push my hair over my shoulder. “Where have you been?”

He sits down on the bed and his expression tells me something is very wrong. His eyes seem darker. More devoid of light.

He looks haunted.

I reach out and touch his hand. “Are you okay?”

It’s in my nature to reach out to someone who has obviously seen something terrible. I’ve seen trauma. And trauma is written all over his face.

Oh, he thinks he hides it with his gruff biker exterior.

But his eyes don’t lie.

“Go back to sleep, little one.”

“I’m wide awake now, and just so you know, I’m a good listener.”

There is a hint of softness in his eyes. “This is nothing you need to worry yourself about.”

But I’m curious and can’t help but push for a little bit more information.

“Get some sleep. In the morning, we get married.”

“Married?” I lift an eyebrow. “Why the rush?”

“Because tomorrow we go to war.”