#Chapter 12 Deliria

Aurora I wake up in a flurry of fear, screaming in pain, my body trembling as I fall to the floor and curl up in the corner of my room. I tuck my head into my arms, trying to protect myself, begging for him to stop, to have some inch of mercy, but I wait expectantly for the rogue to claw my eyes out and be done with me. Warm hands reach for my elbows, making me gasp, Jaxson kneeling before me in silk pajama bottoms and a bare, masculine chest. His eyes are tired and bloodshot, running down the length of me, several warriors posted behind him as I blink awake to my bedroom. I’m coughing my cries, so overwhelmed with fear that it takes a minute for me to realize it was only a nightmare. Again. It’s been many days since Xander had cornered me in the washroom, his threat bringing on such intense nightmares ever since. Again and again, I see the rogue from the casino holding me down, his claws dragging down my body and pooling blood underneath me as he leaves no skin unhurt.