#Chapter 50 Elena the Shield

“Are you okay?!” I gasp as I wipe my tears off my face. Lifting my body off King Harvey slightly, I examine him. His masculine face is drawn and pale, he is sweating lightly. A distant look shines in his silver eyes. In a blink, they revert to brown when he cups my face. “Elena.” King Harvey rumbles as he runs his hand through my hair. “You are well.” He exhales heavily, pure relief washing over his body as his muscles relax. “Are you hurt?!” My hands dig into his chest and feel for a wound. Nothing. Gently, I skim his stomach and he scowls at me. “Will be better soon,” King Harvey grunts then lifts me to stand and follows. Guiding me to the tree outside to show me what I did, he takes my hand lovingly and presses a kiss to it. It was not something I pictured in my head when I did it, I just felt pure rage. “You need to rest.” I say, his taking forearm in both my hands. He grins. “Do I?” King Harvey stands behind the felled tree, running his hand across the thick wood