8- A strange tall man

Emerson POV,

He nods just a little and says "I won't but I need to. . ." he fidgeted for a moment, somehow I have faith in his assurance that he won't. Although his quiet mode is boring.

He looked down at me and my hands were trembling and he could hear how fast my heart was beating again. My eyes into his hazel eyes that shone even with a slight reflection from the outside.

"Do you want some water?" I shake my head. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

I didn't move and every attempt made me tremble.

It's just a nightmare, I reassured myself. I looked out the door hoping he would open it, walk in, step into the sheet and wrap himself like a blanket against my body.

"You should drink this. You will get better after you do. It's just a nightmare." My sense is overwhelmed with Alpha Loworth, the sense of his cologne, the sound of his warm breath, the slightest brushing of his fingertip against my skin, and his patting a kiss earlier is explosive. I close my eyes because he's trying to rea