Chapter 25

Amelia

I wake up in the middle of the night to someone moaning in pain. Pulling away from Nickolas and turning, I find him dripping with sweat, a deep frown etched on his face. His fists are clenched, and he continues to groan as if in agonizing pain. Could it be a nightmare?

“I will kill you. I will fucking kill you,” Nickolas shouts in his sleep, his voice laced with anger and desperation.

Startled by the sudden outburst, I jump, my heart pounding in my chest. But as he continues to thrash and yell, a wave of concern washes over me, overpowering any fear I may feel.

Feeling the urgent need to do something, I hesitate for only a moment before gently moving closer to him. Ignoring his request to only call him by his title, I reach out and tap his shoulder, calling his name softly. In this moment of distress, I believe it’s necessity and it might help bring him back from whatever nightmare is plaguing his dreams. He doesn’t answer and continues to curs