chapter 15(3)

Abbie That is, until we step into his room. The moment I see the bed, my chest tightens, and a cold sweat breaks out across my skin. Memories flash behind my eyes like lightning—Kade’s hands, his cruel smile, the feel of being pinned, trapped, powerless. My breathing quickens, and I stumble back, my feet stumbling as I try to back out of the room. “Abbie?” Gannon’s voice pulls me back to the present, but my heart is pounding too hard, too fast. “Abbie, look at me,” Gannon says again, his voice firm but gentle. He steps in front of me, blocking my view of the bed, and places his hands on my shoulders. “I’m not him. I will never hurt you.” I shake my head, trying to speak, but the words won’t come out. My throat feels tight, like it’s closing. Gannon cups my face, tilting my head so our eyes meet. “Abbie, breathe,” he says softly, his thumbs brushing over my cheeks. “Just look at me. Not the bed. Not the room. Just me.” His eyes flicker to that of his Lycan as they hold mine, only to ret