Chapter Seventy Two
Talk from the heart.
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Third Person’s Point of View
She’s shaking in her sleep again.
Blayze stopped from writing his reports and appease her nightmares. Even if he wanted to deny that Dyci had her own set of struggles inside her sleep, he couldn’t have the heart to force her. The man knew that his mate wanted to prove herself to the position that she was born to do, and it bothered him that he couldn’t help her.
“No, wait!” She jumped, face flushed with fear and a fresh set of tears. Her hands were shaking as she holds onto him. The usual mouth that offered him smiles and happiness let out a cry, grabbing him for a hug. She had always been affectionate, but he knew that she had dreamt of losing him.
Hands caressing her softly, he consoled her. “It’s just a ni
