Chapter 137

Sheila's point of view

My heart was jumping in my chest and suddenly, I couldn't breathe as his golden irises bored down at me with an indescribable emotion in his depth.

I shot upright on my bed, my hair and body damp from sweat under my night dress. It was just a dream. I swallowed several deep breaths, placing my hand over my chest as I tried to calm my heavy panting. But I just couldn't. I couldn't even quell the vibrations from my body. I didn't know if it was from fear or confusion.

It's been a long time since Lucius' abrupt war since I had one of these dreams. And that was almost three weeks ago. I had spelled my dreams and ensured whatever madness was going on in there stopped, and it did. Or at least I thought it did.

I sighed, resting my elbows on my thighs while using my hands to rub my face. My heart and thought were in an uproar. I kept on swallowing some air, as my body vibrated more. I couldn't lie, for the first time in my life, I felt angst.