Chapter 137. The Hunt

With each step, she felt the earth vibrate under his power. He was as deeply connected to the earth as it was to him.

It stopped in front of her, and its massive form lowered till it hovered just inches away from her face.

Its warm breath brushed against her cheek, and its muzzle nudged toward her, trying to brush her face.

And even though he didn’t, he couldn’t, like there was a barrier between them, the storm inside of her reached violently to him.

And then, she jolted awake from her sleep again.

It was already morning, and Ezekiel wasn’t in bed anymore but she heard movements coming from the living room.

Quickly, she tiptoed out of bed and stepped into the bathroom. She leaned over the bathroom seat, waiting for the pain that came with her not letting go of the memories.

And as expected, her insides tumbled and vomited blood, convulsing as it came.

Then, she flushed the toilet.

She heard Ezekiel walk into the room, and then kn