Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0191

Dylan POV.

"Hmm." I hummed slightly as I continued to lie stomach first, on the green grass below me. The fresh cut caused the scent to completely envelope me and the sun that blurred down on my skin, made a pleasant heat travel through me. It was such a beautiful day, the breeze was warm and inviting, and the air seemed to send a buzz through my body.

I could say with complete certainty that I had never felt so peaceful, not in the entire 5 years of the new world. I couldn't help but let another hum leave my lips at how calm I felt, this time however a small quiet chuckle sounded out. It was quiet but I looked around and yet there was absolutely no one around.

My eyes closed slightly but when they opened I was met white wall, the scent of freshly cut grass was still so strong but a groan did escape me as I realized it was just a dream. I shut my eyes tight and then willed myself to go back to sleep, I was comfier than I had ever been, I was warm, and most importantly I was refreshed after what was for the first time a really good sleep. My head moved ever so slightly as I tried to nuzzle my way back into the pillow, when another soft chuckle met my ears.

My head and body jolted and instantly shot up faster than ever, two large arms gently wrapped around my now terrified body, causing a warmth I didn't know I could feel, my heartbeat had quickened drastically, until a small whisper sounded out.

"Shh, it's me... it's only me." Learning it was Lewis who held me brought a sigh of relief out of me and I quickly relaxed under his embrace. My arms wrapped around him too as i reciprocated his hug, resting my cheek on his chest the same way it previously was. "You're safe Dyl. You're safe."

The question was, how on earth did I actually manage to fall into such a genuinely nice sleep? I must have gotten a decent couple of hours though, because I was wide awake and felt more

energized than I had in a long time.

"What time is it?" My groggy sleepy voice filled the quiet room but I didn't really care all that much, I never wanted to get up. Lewis's steady heartrate was like music to my ears, and his scent always made me think of spring and goodness. God I had it bad!

"It's a little past 11 o'clock." What? Now I really did shoot up in bed, my palm resting on Lewis's muscular chest as a prop, while I leaned over him to pull the small curtain on the window aside to look out at the day.

The sun was blurring, there was barely any clouds in the sky, birds chirped musically and my eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.

"11 o'clock? That means I've..." I had actually slept. I don't think I'd ever had such a good sleep. Lewis just chuckled slightly and finished my sentence for me. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

"You've been asleep for 8 hours give or take. You really needed it." 8 hours? It was an absolute miracle for me. How did I not have any nightmares?

"Have you been here all night?" I looked at him shocked at how nonchalant he was being. Did he really not care that I'd incapacitated him most of the night? Did he manage to get any sleep at all?

"Well... I was going to leave, but you woke up and sort of wouldn't let go of me, and I knew you needed sleep." I felt my face heat up at the thought of tipping onto him. Especially when I thought about the position I woke up in, so if I really did cling onto him I must have been cuddling him.

With that revelation I removed my hand finally from his chest and threw the covers off of me, my legs swung over the side of the bed and I stood up, leaving him lying in the bed, while stretching his arms up over his head. My sight wandered over to his short sleeved cladded bicep and I couldn't

help but raise my brow slightly at how tense it had gotten while he did so. Once again I found myself shamefully lusting after him.