Page 84 of Becoming Super

The irony wasn’t lost on me that Chloe could make others whole, her healing was astounding and yet she remained with the scars of her past holding her back. The emotional wounds are as fresh as they had been from the start.

I swung my legs over the side of the mattress and stretched. I didn’t bother to sleep in clothing. It felt too restrictive and my dick liked to breathe.

Before I could grab one of the comms devices I heard a scream. It sounded like the hounds of hell were ripping into someone’s flesh. I tore across the sleeping chambers and smashed the door into Chloe’s room open, not bothering to wait for it to slide free.

There was no one in the room. My heart was still racing and my breathing irregular when her face twisted up and another heart-stopping scream filled the air.

I was beside her in an instant, gathering her into my arms. I figured that would be the best way to calm her. But she fought me, her nails digging into my skin, and her fists pounding on my flesh. It wasn’t until I spoke that she stopped.

“Chloe, you are safe, stop fighting,” I made the commands easy and short. But it was as if she had been drugged. Her body fell limp into my arms and I stumbled, halfway laying down and halfway kneeling, to the side of the bed.

Thank heavens for this and that I was on the opposite side of the room from the outside door because my family came racing in moments later.

One look at my naked chest and Chloe’s limp body and my mother started screaming nonsensical things while Rylee avoided everyone’s eyes.

My father took charge by thundering directions to my mother to remove Rylee.

I was getting ready to defend myself when I met my dad’s eyes.

They weren’t angry, they were concerned. “What happened?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. She was having a nightmare, screaming and I tried to comfort her, but she was attacking me like I was in the dream. I told her firmly to stop and she fell limp in my arms.”

My father nodded, “Okay, well, let’s try and get some sleep.”

I slowly eased away but the moment my fingers left her skin she started screaming again.

My father covered his ears, “Whatever you do don’t let go of her!”

I wasn’t about to. If I never heard that sound ever again I would be one happy man.

“You are going to have to try and sleep here.”

I looked at my father, “This bed is half the size that mine is.”

He seemed to agree, “Well you can try and move her, but if she begins that racket again you will sleep here.”

Thankfully when I lifted her into my arms she simply cuddled into my chest. My father raised his brows when he saw that I was completely naked, but thankfully didn’t say anything to me.

I nodded goodnight and then moved to carry her back to my bed through the now broken door. My father sighed when he saw the damage I had done. I steeled myself for the rebuke, but none came.

“Watch over her, son.”

I was confused that he was being so calm about everything. My father was a brilliant commander, fierce and strong, He tended to kick ass and ask questions later, so this new side to him was something I wasn’t familiar with.

However, I had no desire to look closely at it, I was tired, naked and holding the most perfectly broken woman in the universe. The moment I lay down with her beside me, Chloe curled up to me and threw a leg over mine.

It was as if we had done this a million times. And yet the butterflies and anticipation were still there. We only had a few more hours until the sun was up, and we would start a new day.

The thought of sleep never crossed my mind. I was going to savor every moment I had with Chloe in my arms.

Yeah, I really was turning soft.

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